Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. His silver 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 inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. 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, Hlin is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. A gifted student she started as a Courier, but she got bored and became a Tanner. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Tanner for hire.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, marred by sweets. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Curran lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time, and she perpetually has her lance ready. Her blue crest is heavily combed to the right. Her half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Driindar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1600 sp.