Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a trident on his belt. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is a Hunter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. After coming to the age of reason, Olrok took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 4 Thunderstones.

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 prefers to wear flannel. He has moderate length auburn hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he is content

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'9" and wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He has a blonde handlebar mustache and slicked back blonde hair. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. 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. Theobald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 130 gp.