Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Healer business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Sellsword, but he got bored and became a Healer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and balancing his hectic life and new healer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are black and beady.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Merihim was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear violet clothing when he does not wear armor. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his bastard sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His fur, while still mostly yellow, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull yellow iron scale mail. His tied-back hair is golden. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Anverth was born on a far eastern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sage. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.