Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has no crest. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: He wears a brown coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head, and carries pickaxes. His black hair is cut short. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Eiravel grew up listening to his father's many stories. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. He has styled his red fur well, parting it to the right. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Fletcher mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kite fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 300 pp. Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). White pearl (100 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Canary diamond (4000 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of sais, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his blue hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Forcas 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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1800 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).