Description: He wears a green coat over a white low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trey was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears just a brown suit. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. A true patriot, Charles would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Mortician.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a fancy blue suit, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nicholas is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Passionate, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the south. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (30 gp).