Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a lance on his belt. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Broce fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 80 pp. Rock crystal (60 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He wears his silver hair down. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Thamior was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He usually wears his red robe and has his nunchaku always slung over his shoulder. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Thorpe took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Her black hair is well kept. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears a simple pastel robe with brown stripes complete with hood, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'9" when asserting herself. Her yellow fur is lengthy. Her fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Cloak has worked very hard to control her curse. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1700 sp.