Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He carries with him a set of nunchakus on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His hair is short and auburn. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Ralf was born with his mother's beautiful face. 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: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears a yellow armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'6" when asserting himself. He has moderate length blonde hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is greedy

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a white wide-brimmed hat and white clothes. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Kyle hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has a crush on the local masseuse

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a grey suit, white shirt, and grey tie. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Clerebold hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has achieved small success as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 11000 cp.