Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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's in love; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and grey robe with the hood down. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Knight hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: He wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a tan scarf. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Ralf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, 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 Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His ears are large.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 15000 sp.