Description: He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is cut short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Arannis is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the north to a Mortician, Arannis learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Dilettante; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears pastel painted combat armor at almost all times. She wears her white fur up. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a blue costume with the symbols of death on her torso. Her black hair is still thick. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

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. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Rinn was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 gp. Jade (60 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Einkil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1900 sp.