Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a sai on his belt. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. 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. Darrak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a green and blue robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of shields, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver crest is smooth and relatively long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This late middle aged woman prefers to wear black clothing when she does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. Her black hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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 brothel owner made her what she is. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Markosian is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1700 sp.