Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. His auburn hair is still thick. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He got into the Bookbinder business at a young age. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has achieved small success as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Family, Job, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white 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: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He uses divination through singing.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Sun's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born into a rich family. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. Her blonde hair is lengthy. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When Fistula reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fistula fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.