Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a greatsword, but if one is not available he will default to his spear. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he prefers to wear pastel clothing when he does not wear armor. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He takes great joy in being the best Dyer in town.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Dyer arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: To be a Gardener again.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 50000 cp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Theriatis embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. He has a very tight haircut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Cynical, Secretive, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.