Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his axe always slung over his shoulder. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has styled his black fur well, parting it to the left. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this western man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Personality: Dreali is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'10" and is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has red hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. After coming to the age of reason, Mozfel took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dilettante for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: An older man who has a large violet mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe, he is not a threatening figure. His copper crest is still thick. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Quarethon was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Apothecary. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his scarlet crest up. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tarhun does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He married young, but lost his spouse to drow. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.