Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His auburn hair is cut short. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He became a Crown-heir soon after.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His hair is black and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Ralf grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Through the years after Ralf was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ralf's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. His silver hair is cut short. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 65. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Solomon lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Herbalist. He's also a talented Dilettante, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and expand his business

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 5'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.