Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Everburning torch. 1 Thunderstones. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

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 minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with brown slacks. His hair is always cut to a buzz. 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 is obsessed with his god.

History: Norman hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Norman was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden pearl (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mason business.

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 Wymar 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. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp. Red garnet (130 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He has shaved his head bald. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Terse, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp.