Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Ivellios was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ivellios's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a black shirt with thin white vertical stripes and green pants. He wears his brown hair up. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. A true patriot, Rolen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Rolen was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Rolen and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 20000 gp. Alexandrite (700 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Jasper (70 gp). Rose (70 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Star rose quartz (70 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Chrysoberyl (40 gp). Azurite (15 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Blue quartz (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished flail as well. He has brown hair. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When Heian reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He tends to his Healer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 8000 sp.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He wears large thick round spectacles.

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 does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Junk Dealer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raer fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Sardonyx (50 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Banded agate (6 gp). Red spinel (140 gp).