Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his blonde hair up. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has wavy silver hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Gimgen liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After a long history of fighting, Delebean and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 17000 cp. Golden pearl (150 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Enialis was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His blonde hair is knotted and matted. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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, Taklinn is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 4000 gp. Black pearl (600 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).