Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He got into the Fletcher business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Painter, but he was a colossal failure. Recently the stress of being a Fletcher has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 900 gp. Red garnet (40 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Jet (40 gp). Smoky quartz (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Lucan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Lucan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. After a long history of fighting, Lucan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 120 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east.

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a violet shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His head has been shaved. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He is a Deep Scion in disguise. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. He wears his red hair up. His eyes are blue.

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 Raer does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Raer lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Ploughman, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Family, Religious. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 11000 sp.