Description: He wears dull red sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. 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: He's looking for his big break; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Curran speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Curran took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 90 gp. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

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 does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

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. He worked as a nervous Guard and found it very stressful. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 gp. Silver pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 11000 sp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.