Description: He wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. His hair is white and very short. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

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 is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Anselm was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Stylist, but he was a colossal failure. Being a Dyer kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Cynical, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His white hair is cut short. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a ceremonial dagger on his belt. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When Gilbert reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gilbert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 sp. Zircon (70 gp). Rock crystal (70 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Adelard is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Adelard was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bowyer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His hair is long and red with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small blue clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Rolf's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 gp.