Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. He carries with him a set of bows, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tan tunic with white highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes, and carries sais. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up work as a Mortician and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: Expand his business; and doesn't want to be a mortician and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She has shaved her head bald. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Engong abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She tends to her Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She likes to wear white tank tops with black skirt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. She has no hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Portia grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Portia. Being a Architect kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Kildrak will drive conversation. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1800 sp.