Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a violet costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Spy arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a violet coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His tied-back hair is golden. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dean does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born into a rich family. When Dean 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. 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 is greedy.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was taken from his home at a very young age. 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. Everard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His white hair is singed and shortened. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Human compassion; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 gp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (15 gp). Citrine (40 gp).