Description: He stands about 6'0" and dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a black coat with red slacks. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Healer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Healer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Healer like his mother before him.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and balancing his hectic life and new healer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

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 rags and sports a simple walking cane. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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 reunite with his old friends; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He worked as a nervous Glassblower and found it very stressful. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 13000 cp. Zircon (60 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 3000 sp. Fire opal (400 gp). Onyx (60 gp).