Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a green vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his green boots flare out at the collars. His rusty crest is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in the north to a Fletcher, Mozikth learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Fletcher and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1500 gp. Malachite (8 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Jet (60 gp). Black pearl (800 gp).

Description: This southern man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His clothes are grease stained in places. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He became a Priest soon after.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings, and carries morningstars. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears an entirely white suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. A freak accident while working with his Painter father left him crippled. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Greedy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.