Description: This man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on his left hand. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fivin studied abroad. Fivin was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries a battered hammer and tarnished lance as well. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears professional attire. His silver hair is lengthy. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a yellow coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers on his belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a Performer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Performer. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (2000 gp).

Description: This man likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.