Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she prefers to wear flannel. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Irann is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Irann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She stands about 5'5" and likes to wear tan tank tops with grey skirt. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her brown hair in a flapper bob. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is a Scribe first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the south. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has worked as a Scribe like her mother before her.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His head has been shaved. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Fargrim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

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. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.