Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He tends to wear a large white jacket. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Clerebold does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Clerebold has worked very hard to control his curse. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2900 sp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His tied-back hair is auburn. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has no hair. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Lance was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Lance was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears long strands of topaz and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dean grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Frederick was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.