Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'9" and dresses well, wearing yellow shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Anselm isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Switch between two voices

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

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He dresses well, wearing white shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is red and very short. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. One day when Bernard was young, his mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his mother dropped to the ground dead. His mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Bernard was heart-stricken from the event, and his father started working long hours to provde for them. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Jade (90 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tan vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is still thick. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in the north. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He has achieved small success as a Scribe.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Smokesticks.