Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: The child of a Dilettante, who enjoyed hunting, Halimath was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Halimath took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is content; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 200 pp. Silver pearl (70 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Freshwater pearl (10 gp). White opal (1500 gp).

Description: He dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with white slacks. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Dayereth is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Dayereth studied abroad. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 pp.

Description: 4'10" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears an entirely brown suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. The war was a terrible time for him, and Riardon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When Riardon 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 has worked as a Mercenary like his mother before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.