Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his mother. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. After months of barely getting by, Alex managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is portly but not overly obese. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Gifted from a young age, Everard studied abroad. His divine 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 decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bookbinder. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Job, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 45000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The war was a terrible time for him, and Percival does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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 Percival 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp.