Description: This man is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 unite with his brother; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers white and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His hair is blonde and very short. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

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 always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Dyer business.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and human compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a grey collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for him, and Norman does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp. Moonstone (80 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and blue handkerchief worn on his left side. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Rolf was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's also a talented Dilettante, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress) and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Bernard took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 800 gp.