Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. A true patriot, Fabien would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Crown-heir, and he perpetually has his nunchaku ready. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise hazel.

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. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Warryn lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His childhood dream was to be a Barber, but he was a colossal failure. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Crown-heir and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1200 pp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (170 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'9". He is typically in his Actor uniform. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet 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: 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. A true patriot, Az-Rans would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He got into the Actor business at a young age. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and brown robe with the hood down, and carries whips. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He takes great joy in being the best Doctor in town.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nuraval grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Nuraval. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 pp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp). Gold cup set with emeralds (4000 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp). Silver ewer (100 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.