Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Reynard is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He dresses like a well dressed Sage does, marred by teas. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Sage. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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 Sage. He's also a talented Soapmaker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Soapmaker again.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, In love, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Crowbar. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears long strands of topaz and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gold eyes.

Personality: Donaar is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of a Bounty Hunter, who enjoyed hunting, Donaar was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 700 sp. Jasper (40 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His red hair is braided into rings. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Animal Trainer. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His golden hair is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Gifted from a young age, Paelias studied abroad. Paelias 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 became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp.