Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a black vest and prefers grey and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp. 6 Acid flasks. 2 Holy water.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. His head has been shaved. 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 is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Racist. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 48000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the left. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is long and golden with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 79. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has dyed his greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Everard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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 spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.