Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries a battered sai and tarnished sickle as well. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Feng took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Feng fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 10000 sp. Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). Banded agate (10 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has done his best to style his red crest to look like a famous performer. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. After a long history of fighting, Direcris and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 4000 sp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: He is typically in his Weaver uniform. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Rose (30 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Roger was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 gp. White opal (800 gp).

Description: 3'4" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear flannel. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1000 gp.