Description: He wears a black vest and prefers yellow and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his longbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His green crest is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Direcris was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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. Direcris 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 he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small grey clips. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Hlin took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. She bought a sickle and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 140 gp. Hematite (8 gp).

Description: This man wears long strands of ruby and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His crest is cut close to his head. He has gold eyes and a black hat with a blue feather.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nykkan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a fancy grey dress. Her chestnut hair is still thick. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in the north to a Baker, Artin learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Detective, but she was a colossal failure. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 600 sp. 4 Smokesticks.