Description: He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. The war was a terrible time for him, and Laucian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of a Body Guard, who enjoyed hunting, Laucian was taken on many hunting expeditions. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Laucian and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Impulsive, Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his long gold crest kept up in a rat tail. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To be a Body Guard again; and he's in love

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His red fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Flask was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A freak accident while working with his Carpenter mother left him crippled. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Knight and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Extrovert, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Finely wrought small gold bracelet (90 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Fivin was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.