Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Duvamil was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is physically well-built. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is greedy

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His crest is white and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Trynnicus was born with his mother's beautiful face. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He has achieved small success as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a hammer on his belt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Beloril never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 60 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has dyed his greying lavender fur a little too much giving a sharp lavender color. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Bather. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Bather work with an outfit from a few towns over. Bather work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bather for the past few years.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and doesn't want to be a bather and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a pastel coat. He keeps his long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 500 sp. Chrysoberyl (100 gp).

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 long silver hair reaches down to her waist. Her brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cecily fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 20 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).