Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy white crest. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Dazzazn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dazzazn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this eastern man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His fur is cinnamon, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Emerald was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his 19th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the west to a Fisher, Heward learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious, Job, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).

Description: 6'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Gifted from a young age, Direcris studied abroad. Direcris abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: To be a Tailor again; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He keeps his dark red hair in a flapper bob. His gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Ekemon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 sp.