Description: He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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. Flaws: Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: 5'3" and muscular, this southern woman wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Bethrynna is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Bethrynna reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His white hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. 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 a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Whurbin was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Nuraval reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 sp.