Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Everard abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Simple lock. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 39000 sp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is wearing a long, brown cloak. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Reynard hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his singing career. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Artistic, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: A 5'3" northern man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a white coat. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Locksmith. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and expand his business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He usually wears his black robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

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 a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

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. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp.