Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fulbar's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Fulbar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He has moderate length white fur. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Architect mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this southern man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Heian took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. His hair, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Cressel grew up listening to his father's many stories. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.