Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the east. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Faran was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair is cut short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Spy who has hired him part-time. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sage; and he would like to get married and retire

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. After coming to the age of reason, Kildrak took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Buckler.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 260 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'3". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sword. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.