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 wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Anverth abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 17000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He tends to wear a yellow poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has blonde hair. 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 quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Raer was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Beggar hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 pp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears long strands of amber and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her blonde hair is well kept. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'4". She tends to wear a large tan jacket. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Antinua isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is a great chef.

History: The child of a Knight, who enjoyed hunting, Antinua was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Antinua took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. After a long history of fighting, Antinua and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 20000 cp.