Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. His hair is long and brown with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gerard was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and carries bastard swords. His crest is scarlet and curly. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in a small island village. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Religious, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, marred by sweets. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane. Occupation: Miner

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a grey vest and prefers red and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has moderate length golden hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born in the west to a Masseuse, Burgell learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 3'4" and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Fonkin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Guardian, Criminal record. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 47000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.