Description: He is in excellent shape and is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, black shirt, and tan tie. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Berrian was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. His fur is red and curly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fletcher born in the past three hundred years. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Shadow was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 170 pp. Hematite (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). White opal (1600 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Qemuel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of amethyst and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Wobbles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 sp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp).

Description: A 6'6" western man, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.