Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his kukri with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries a battered sickle and tarnished kukri as well. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gifted from a young age, Anthony studied abroad. 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. 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. Anthony fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 sp. Violet garnet (1600 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp).

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this northern man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His hair is silver and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When Robert reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. She has a long blonde ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Moss agate (11 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears brown trousers with red and blue striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.