Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a yellow coat. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Raer was born the youngest of three triplets. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Nature, Family, Guardian. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 140 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: He wears a black broad hat and black clothes. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his dark red hair up. His black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Mamnen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He wears his brass crest up. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to be a mortician again

Flaws: Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man wears bulky green painted plate armor. His hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are likewise white.

Personality: Purson wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Courier father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp). Amber (90 gp).

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a tan tunic with blue highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Anastrianna liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Superior lock.