Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and carries hammers. Her golden hair is heavily combed to the right. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Carter born in the past three hundred years. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. After coming to the age of reason, Faral took it upon herself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Carter for the past few years.

Motivation: She is greedy; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a Fletcher, her mother struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This light-skinned male is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Blacksmith. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her ears are large.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Heather was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Passionate, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 sp. Peridot (20 gp).

Description: A 5'7" northern man, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears a colorful flower in his purple hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bowyer. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Marbas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Marbas was born with his father's beautiful face. In his youth he was a Sellsword, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 cp. Coral (100 gp).