Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is portly but not overly obese. His crest is red and very short. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Armorer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Tarhun took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club 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'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Ombul lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ombul liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Family, Nature, Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He wears a colorful flower in his chestnut hair. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears blue trousers with grey and white striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is white and very short. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Dreali's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 cp.