Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Purban liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Cook. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he has a crush on the local cook

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature, Has a crush, Guardian. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'7" and wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Cimer wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: This woman loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is a Bather first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Eiravel alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden pearl (50 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. He is an epitome of beauty. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Slave Trader they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Dyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3000 cp.