Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his whip. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He is a great chef.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His head has been shaved. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a simple green robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad green hat.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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 a crush on the local Bounty Hunter; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a bastard sword on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: This man loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

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 Alexandre 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Apothecary and was forced into it by his family; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Just what you see.