Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty blue coat over it. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly sickles and longswords. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in sickle use. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many dire rats want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This eastern man likes to wear white tank tops with brown pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His yellow fur is heavily combed to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Harvest is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born in the east. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 sp. Red spinel (100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 sp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His red hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trey fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Server responsibilities is difficult; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.