Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her crest, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are likewise red.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. After coming to the age of reason, Pyxrin took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He sports a flattop hair cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a Stylist first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He tends to his Stylist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is greedy

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers yellow and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He carries with him a set of kukris, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His yellow fur is braided into rings. His yellow eyes peer out from beneath his broad brown hat.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His red fur is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. At a young age his mother died while driving off some dire rats. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in bastard sword use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Gennal is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 6000 cp.