Description: Standing 5'3", this man wears a tan collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a red scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Immeral was taken on many hunting expeditions. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bookbinder work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bookbinder work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a glaive on his belt, marred by sweets. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Stannor took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 6'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. His copper crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Rivaan is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Rivaan was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Rivaan abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is a Sculptor first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Damakos abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again.

Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 sp. Eye agate (4 gp).