Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His eyes are likewise copper.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Art was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep white leather and dull black iron scale mail. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Nybarg reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc 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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Jasper (70 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears skinny pants and wears a red and blue robe with the hood down. His red hair is heavily combed to the left. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Carpenter. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Carpenter for hire.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is cut short. He has brown eyes and a black hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He takes great joy in being the best Gardener in town.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thakrak studied abroad. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Gardener.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 10000 sp.