Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Arannis 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Dilettante hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1100 sp. Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This malnourished man wears a grey vest and prefers violet and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His tied-back hair is golden. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he usually wears his blue robe and has his falchion always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. Erias is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He keeps his white crest in a pixie cut. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When Tarhun reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn 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 necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp.