Name: Sir Cicero Bladewalker
Age: 29
Height: 6'1
Weight: 190
Class: Knight
Class: Human
Weapons & Equipment: Steel tipped lance, steel longsword with crafted orange jewel on the hilt. Steel shield with family's crest on the front. Shortsword. Steel helm, greaves, breastplate (full set of armor). Warhorse named Merlin, complete with armor of his own. Traveling equipment; (ax, firestarter, provisions, waterskin etc.) Silvers 20, Sunset concoction.

Skills and Abilities: Trained in the way of the sword and shield by the head knights at the academy in Alvion. An expert at riding his trusty steed while engaging in combat, lance, sword etc. His shield is imbued with magic resistances handed down by his father before him.

Minor trait: Eye for Enchantment - he has experience with the subtleties of magic first hand and can better tell if he is affected by it.

Bio: Growing up in a well to do knight family of the city of Alvion, Cicero desired to be just like his father. Noble, chivalrous, and skilled in the art of the blade. He was enrolled in the knight academy there and excelled in his training over the years.

After, graduating he joined the Alvion guard, engaging in various skirmishes with enemy bandits and thieves. But it did not satisfy his longing for something truly adventurous. He was part of the guard from age 18-22.

At 22 Cicero bid his family farewell and travelled to the land of Roh. He had heard tale of the dangerous Demonfolk who pillaged the lands and wanted to help put a stop to it as well as gain some real combat experience. He was hired by the 6 women to join the human soldiers who did battle with the Demonfolk. Cicero slew many of them and also gained many scars over the next 7 years.

He had become hardy and grizzled in combat. He lost many friends in thise skirmishes and battles, but every day they grew closer to eliminating the threat.

Name: Rakkath
Age: 23
Height: 5’9
Weight: 145 lb
Class: Berserker
Race: Demonfolk

Weapons & Equipment: Sharp finger-gauntlets, steel. One Dane axe. Throwing axes worn on a leather belt. Plain shirt worn under chain mail. No armor on the legs besides his trousers and his boots. Wears a bear’s pelt around his head like a bandana. Has a pouch containing dried meat and a waterskin.

Skills and Abilities: A brawler at heart, Rakkath’s rage literally runs in his blood. Not trained in any formal way, but has lots of experience fighting rival gangs. If someone draws his blood, he will go into a frenzy for a few minutes, and then collapse in exhaustion afterwards.

Bio: Born and raised in Naveroth, Rakkath had to fight to survive. Demonkind already had its… less than savory stereotypes, and being in one of the most prejudiced cities didn’t exactly help his situation. He joined a gang of Demonfolk, where he learned quick that Humans were not exactly the giving kind.

He faced near-daily attacks, having to fend off multiple opponents at once at times, and after a while, gained a reputation of being a fighter. But things changed when someone drew his blood one day in an alleyway. He went into a bloodlust that couldn’t be stopped, even by his own gang-members. Suffice to day, he was too mangled to convict Rakkath of any crime.

A demonic cultist had explained to him that his bloodline was different than others of his race. Somehow, he had kept some semblance of demonic power, however it could only be used for a few minutes at a time.

Name: Gwyneira Elfreda
Age: 27
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Class: Wizard
Race: Elf
Weapons & Equipment: A wand made of Ispar's natural timber, A steel rapier, embossed with silver, with a matching dagger, a good-quality bow with a quiver of arrows, Leather robes dyed dark blue with white trim, dark brown leather boots, a pouch containing a coin purse with 199 silver and 5 copper and a week's worth of provisions as well as her spellbook and her quill and ink, a waterskin
Skills and Abilities:
-Magic: Has a natural inclination for magic that allows her to be able to use any spells that she can learn about or figure out for herself through experimentation. But within that inclination, she has a natural affinity for light manipulation spells that make them easier for her to utilize and master.
Starting Spells (Ones that she has memorized. Others will be learned and recorded in her spellbook.):
- Illusions: Makes soundless illusions out of light
- Invisibility: Wraps light around her to make her invisible with the downside that she can't see anything while the spell lasts but has to rely on her other senses while people or animals that don't rely on sight can still find her
- Light: Creates a light to see by that she can make into a light flash bang to blind those around her
- Dim: Draws the light out of a surrounding area making it darker
- Heal: A mid-level all-round healing spell useful for both wounds and poison
- Fire: Lights a small fire which she can shape into a fireball and throw or simply use to light objects
- Ice: Shapes ice out of water or surrounding ice crystals
- Teleport: Teleports her up to 20 ft away from her initial position that she can see
-Literate: She can read and write in the common languages and some more obscure dialects.
-Amature fencer: She has some skill with the rapier, though not much. Primarily learned to keep her body fit and in case she ever needed it.
-Amature archer: Some skill with the bow. Learned so that she could hunt for her own food when needed or attack from range.

Permanent Boons:
Subtle Spell Identification: Has a better chance to identify subtly cast spells from experience (+1 perma bonus to rolls to identify subtle forms of magic.)

Bio: Born and raised in Ispar's capital city to an upper class couple, Gwyneira had the world at her fingertips. She was constantly curious about the technology around her and the whole concept of magic. Her curiosity lead to her becoming somewhat fixated with what she could discover, widening the already wide gap between her and her peers. It was when Gwyn was eight that she fully showed signs of being a magical prodigy and she was ecstatic. Her early manifestations allowed her to split light into the separate colors and dance with the colors trailing behind her. Her parents were also proud of their daughter's talent and arranged for the best tutors to help her harness and control it. Gwyn eagerly devoured all the learning that was available to her, causing her to rise rapidly above her peers and increase the gap more. That was a cause for concern for her father, but her mother was sure that Gwyn could make friends when she was ready. Gwyn never really cared either way. The lack of needed interaction with peers allowed her to get lost for hours practicing and experimenting with what she knew. When not doing that, she was reading new things about magic or what was known of the other provinces or any odd book of history and knowledge that caught her fancy. She wasn't able to spend every hour in that fashion though since her mother insisted that she look after herself and stay fit, leading to Gwyn picking up fencing and archery. There was also the time needed for her non-magical homework, which she still did well on but never enjoyed as much aside from history. As her years at the academy came to an end, Gwyn pondered if the school had really taught everything possible about magic. The academy had the complete knowledge of what was currently known by the leading wizards of Ispar, but other lands may have magics that Ispar wizards dismissed or clues to further facets of magical power. With that in mind as she graduated, Gwyn set out into the world to completely master magic, seeking for any spell types that might not have been covered at the academy or to discover her own.