Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in the east to a Soapmaker, Beiro learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. A gifted student he started as a Beggar, but he got bored and became a Soapmaker. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 6 years.

Motivation: To be a Beggar again.

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Laucian was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. After coming to the age of reason, Laucian took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1000 pp. 1 Medium magic item.