Description: He wears a simple blue robe with grey stripes complete with hood. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Guard. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Guard responsibilities is difficult; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2400 sp. 1 Good lock. 1 Good lock.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He tends to wear a large black jacket. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long brass crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Oriax does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Baker business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has worked as a Baker like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her orange fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 40 gp.