Description: She has a missing right leg. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her red hair is still thick. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. 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. He tends to his Architect job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Architect and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. 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 to a Spice Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Barkeep. He struck the Barkeep job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 220 gp.