Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His red hair is knotted and matted. His black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Oriax was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Healer. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 24000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is red and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spy hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers green and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and carries greatswords. He has golden hair. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Heward was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Heward reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf 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. 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. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and he perpetually has his rapier ready. His fur is orange and very short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2700 sp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with brown slacks. His rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.