Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished halberd as well. He has wavy cinnamon fur. His green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1600 sp. Citrine (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Red garnet (130 gp).

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 tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His red crest, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Direcris 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. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her silver hair is wavy and long. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered writing. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.