Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He wears his silver crest up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes are brown.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Laucian was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Azurite (6 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, white shirt, and black tie. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He got into the Seamstress business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Orsik took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Moss agate (13 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp). Onyx (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His green eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed pastel hat.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. 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. Bucklal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: This malnourished man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Orryn 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 left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To be a Soapmaker again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.