Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Actor. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Berrian's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 200 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). 1 Superior lock. 1 Simple lock. 1 Superior lock.

Description: She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She carries with her a set of greatswords on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small brown clips. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She very much looks the part of a Miller. With wild red hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Miller arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has worked as a Miller like her mother before her.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and expand her business

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Good lock. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Rohesia took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor she uses now. She bought a sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp.