Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. His auburn hair is still thick. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of a Engraver, who enjoyed hunting, Charles was taken on many hunting expeditions. Charles was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Barber. He bought a bastard sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content; and to protect his home

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is an epitome of beauty. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His black hair is singed and shortened. He has green eyes.

Personality: Everard speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Everard hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his white hair up. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bookbinder. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Slave, Job, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp.