Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She carries a battered rapier and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. Her brown hair is braided into rings. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. 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, Tawar is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Tawar abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is wearing a long, red cloak, and she perpetually has her lance ready. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: Nikki was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her first spouse was a Gardener, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He sports a long golden beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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, Laucian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Laucian was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Laucian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 6'3" and wears a green armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His crest is copper and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his youth he was a Doctor, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Hedonist. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 sp.