Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple green robe with tan stripes complete with hood and is in decent physical shape. His hair is purple and very short. His eyes are red and beady.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Zephan was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and to end his boredom

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Eiravel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Eiravel took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She is an epitome of beauty. With bright blonde hair. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She was born into a rich family. Ovak was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ovak decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a green costume with the symbols of death on his torso. His blue hair is lengthy. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Abad reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Malachite (16 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Mozû took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1800 sp. Iolite (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.