Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Architect, and carries flails. His green crest, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Ildrex took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (120 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1600 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He very much looks the part of a Animal Trainer. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Animal Trainer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Animal Trainer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 2000 gp. Hematite (8 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Rose (50 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His crest is bronze and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sculptor. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dadalan studied abroad. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. Recently the stress of being a Sculptor has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and carries monstrous two handed axes. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Fulbar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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 to loving parents in a slum to the south. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fulbar 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 his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2900 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.