Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He carries a battered falchion and tarnished whip as well. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Naeris was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Family, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This tall, slender man is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to be a interpreter again

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His black hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Barakas was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barkeep.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 10 pp.