Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a tan shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white fur is braided into rings. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Seven alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Caeldrim grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He worked as a nervous Scribe and found it very stressful. He's also a talented Apothecary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 9000 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

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. When Marbas reached his early adolescence his Tiefling mother 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Shamash is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. The war was a terrible time for him, and Shamash does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Shamash was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 sp.