Description: He wears bulky black painted plate armor. His blue crest is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Srorthen took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Blue quartz (10 gp).

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and carries maces. She has slicked back blonde hair. She has brown eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Wella was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. 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: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 3'10". She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has blue eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. A freak accident while working with her Crown-heir mother left her crippled. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 110 pp.