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Name: Arron Walker 
Sex:    Male 
Age:     26 
Race:  Human 
Job:    Mercenary 

Appearance: 
   Standing 6'4", Arron's muscular body is clad in a light brown tunic draped over his custom fit chain mail. His jet black hair falls neatly to the nape of his neck while his bangs end sharply at his mouth. A sheathed long sword is strapped to his side, attached to a black leather belt. His forest green eye's seem to hold the anguish of the world, emotionless, full of grief and wonder as well as experience. Concealed beneath his tunic is a small pendant he wears around his neck, a small blue gem embedded into a gold embroidered platinum disk. 

Personality: 
      Arron is a quiet man, rarely speaking unless he is answering a question or asking one, which he doesn't often do. He never responds to ignorant questions and always ignores those people whom he sees as children. He is always quick to back up what he does say, and never hesitates to champion a good cause. However, a life time of sorrow and anquish has given him a heart of ice, never showing emotion even in the most demanding of situations.


Name:  Jar'ia 
Sex:      Female 
Age:     19 
Race:   Human 
Job:      Princess  of the Zhanthran Imperium 

Appearance: 
   A true beauty, her long whitish blonde hair falls unrestrained to the middle of her back, her bright blue eye's are full of a childish knowledge and wonder synonymous with youth and innocence. Her finely chiseled face seems like that of a marble statue, nearly the same color, drawing the attention of any man. A dark blue silk wardrobe covers her slender feminine body and a long black robe falls gracefully down her back, waving gently as though it had a mind of its own. 

Personality: 
   Unlike her father, this little Princess has a kind and gentle heart which reflects in her everyday attitude. However, along with her upbringing, she displays the usual "I am Royalty and you have to do what I say" kinda persona. She is rather demanding of other people, and is never satisfied with anything, always looking to improve whatever it is just a little bit more.


Name:  Akarran 
Sex:      Male 
Age:     98 
Race:   Turassian 
Job:      Priest 

Appearance: 
  Though Akarran is a Turassian, he is rarely seen in his true form. He usually takes on the form of a Human male, standing 6'6", large build, pure black eyes, and spiky short gold hair. His garb includes well fit leather trousers, a loose white v-necked shirt, and the usual long black cape of a Turassian Priest, embroidered with the finest of gold and platinum. The only weapon he carries is a vast knowledge of magic and the unbelievable strength of his race. 

Personality: 
  Like most of his kind, Akarran uses logic and common sense in everything he does and says. He analyzes every possiblity before making a decesion, but is always ready with an alternative plan in case he needs to act fast. His words are heavy with knowledge and leadership, but unlike other Turassian's, he has a strong love for socializing, which he does often. Though this can be a great disadvantage, he uses it to get to know the people of the lands he visits and to acquire the information he needs to help others.