Name: Enron 'Dodger' Flynn

Age: 18

Role: Thief

Background: Enron 'Dodger' Flynn grew up on the streets of one of the western countries under the care of the leader of a notorious gang of pickpockets and thieves. After a theft gone wrong when he was 16, Dodger became a wanted criminal in the city he had lived in all his life, Dodger left the city and stole his way through 2 years and a continent before joining the party of travelers for a good caper.

Personality: Eccentric, witty, charming, and with a fondness for chess, the amoral kleptomaniac that is Dodger steals to live and lives to steal. He is a smooth pimp when it comes to the ladies and always enjoys a good caper.

Likes: Any form of stealing or sneaking, gold, jewels, writing, fishing, playing chess, confounding local law enforcement, stealing from snobs, people calling him by his nickname, attractive girls.

Dislikes: Guards, jails, bounty hunters, snakes, snobs, people calling him by his real name, wanted posters with his face on them.

Hobbies: Stealing, lock picking, picking pockets, chess, fishing, writing.

Habits: He's a habitual cheater (Save for when he's playing chess).

Skills and Abilities: Dodger is ambidextrous, combine that with his mastery over multitasking and he's unstoppable in certain situations. Having been a thief since he was 8, Dodger is an expert thief. If he doesn't want anyone to see him, then no one will see him. He knows how to make a variety of homemade gadgets, ranging from smoke bombs to grappling hooks. Enron is also an expert free runner, point him at a building and he'll be standing on it's roof in 60 seconds or less. Having been raised on the streets, Dodger knows how to fight, but that doesn't mean he can't fend off a well trained fighter if he was up against one. As his nickname suggests, Dodger is a master of dodging things. Arrows, axes, actual work, you name it, he can dodge it. Dodger was taught how to play chess by the gang leader who raised Dodger. Dodger enjoyed the game so much, he kept on playing it and eventually he became almost unbeatable when it came to chess.

Extra: Dodger speaks with cockney British accent. He's 6 foot 6 inches in hight and weighs 173 pounds. Dodger keeps a journal of the group's adventures, completely unaware of the fact that it is be the book he and his fellow adventurers will be immortalized in upon completion of their soon-to-be famous adventure.

Appearance:

Name: Iwa Hoshi Age: 20 Role: Confident Shounen Protagonist Charismatic Hand-to-hand fighter Background: Raised in an Eastern country by a master of martial arts known as Uncle, Iwa began training to be a great fighter at a pretty young age. Despite living a fairly hermetic life with Uncle, modern things were commonplace. In fact, most things that would be considered normal for a household were present. The only thing Iwa could not do was cut his hair. As Uncle said, hair was the only mortal thing that was equivalent to life. When cleaned of all the impurities, hair is beautiful and shiny, but when left untended hair becomes a mess of knots and filth. Iwa always took this to heart, but his guess as to way Uncle chose this metaphor was because he was a huge pervert. However, Uncle was also a skilled master of Muay Thai, Boxing, and several other hand-to-hand styles that Iwa never learned. Then there was his own style: Shooting Star. This style would become Iwa's main focus before departing from Uncle's house years later, but not before learning Muay Thai and Boxing. After almost two decades of training, Iwa decided he had spent enough time at Uncle's house and prepared to leave. His first order of business was a change of clothes and a haircut. For years he was only allowed to wear training gear and a kimono, so he switched things up (see below). After a not so heartwarming goodbye, Iwa set out to find work and was doing that before he met the group. Personality: At first, charismatic, confident and brave. Later, I'll have him sulk down a bit (either through plot stuff or off-camera stuff) but for now and through most of the story. Likes/Dislikes: Iwa likes fighting, having fun, candy, and being a service to others. He dislikes murder, criminals, and cheaters. Everything else is neutral or he just doesn't know he likes or dislikes it yet. Hobby(ies): Iwa's hobbies are boxing, Muay Thai, and questing. Habit(s): Iwa's habits are like any other. For one, he cannot stop eating a star shaped candy. It's gotten better over the years to the point where he only eats three a day (four if a fight is involved). Next, he has a habit of overstating his opinion and saying what's on his mind. Skill/Ability: Iwa is a very skilled hand-to-hand fighter. He know's boxing, muay thai, and shooting star style. He has a magical ability on his right hand that improves his punching strength tenfold. Extras Appearance: At the start of the story, Iwa styled the hair he didn't cut off into a pompadour. He wears a small, long-sleeved red jacket (think the jackets from AoT but not as doofy) a black undershirt, black pants and some grey and black tennis shoes. He's caucasian, has reddish brown eyes and black hair. On the back of his right hand is a pale, yellow star that is barely visible. Power: His star-based ability that he uses alongside his hand-to-hand fighting does more than just enhance his punching ability, but these other powers won't become available until character development says it's necessary. This section will be updated when that happens.

Name: Albirth Age: 21 Role: Fighter Background: Albirth, or Arl, was born in the middle of capital city of Liberta kingdom. His father was known as one of the most skilled and strongest knight in the kingdom. His unmatched skill is no other than the enemy's greatest fear and comrade's most reliable ally in the battlefield. But after his one and only son, Arl, was born, he retired and moved to a rather unnamed place far from large cities. No one knew why he did that, neither does his family. As far as he remember, his father had always train him to be the strongest. As far as he knows, becoming the strongest was his only option, that’s what his father taught him. Everyday his father gave him the hardest humanly possible tasks for him to accomplish, such as pushing a giant boulder, destroying a tick wall with bare hand, basically anything. Every once awhile Arl was feed food with poison out of whim, believing that he’ll slowly be immune to it. That harsh “training” continues for years. By the time he notices, he had become the man his father wanted him to be. In age of 18, Arl was kicked out of the house. His father told him nothing and locked the door of the house. In the end, Arl never understand what is on his father's mind and started his own journey for living. Personality: Arl was raised without interaction of other children of his age. He always had hard time to get his feeling across since he spent most of his time training his father rather than hang out with friends. His parents never really taught him manner, so he always ends up being frank when talking to others. Deep down he's a kind young man who couldn't ignore someone in need. He is very innocent by heart and somewhat childish. He always believes in whatever he sees and hears, hardly question them. Just like any other boy, Arl loves being the center of attention and very noisy when being left out. He won't miss any opportunity to show his superiority to others. He's quite a sore loser and very stubborn. He won't accept defeat and will continue to fight as long as it takes for him to win. Likes: Being feed, being the center of attention, food, and cheers. Dislikes: Cute creatures, he claims that they stole his spotlights. Hobby: Eating. Arl loves to eat, more than any giant beast. His stomach said to be bottomless as he never seen satisfied with just five share of food. Basically he's a glutton. Habits: Sleep eating and biting his nail when thinking hard. Skills: Inhuman physical strength, nearly immune to any common poison, and decent swordsmanship. Extra: Arl brought along the sword his father given him prior to his journey, but he rarely use it.

Name: Ersent 'Erva' Vadas Age: 20 Role: Beast-Master / Ranger Background: Ersent was the wild child, the one that everyone thought was raised by wolves before her introduction into the village orphanage. Always the scraggly, unkempt kid in rags, even as she was taken into a family. She was raised to be the proper girl, but strayed when she found her call from the wild. Instead of learning to talk and walking straight like a board upon her head, she spent her time listening to the birds and running with the dogs, feet bare of elaborate ballroom shoes and dress dirtied by the woodland scenery. It was not long before she took up tuition with the rangers of her village, paying with her esteemed foster family's coffers, and truly took to the woods and streams like a creature in its habitat. She had a knack for it, becoming well-known as a soother of beasts, as if she could speak with them as she would a person. With a vehement disregard for proper manner and a lack of empathy for the upper-class, she flocked to the Adventurer's Guild, more than eager to be away from the life of an esteemed lady and make a name for herself as a great hero, just like in the tales. Personality: Rebellious, Sassy, Fiery, Determined. All words that Erva knows. Erva truly is a wild-woman in all senses of the statement. Eats what she hunts, sleeps beneath the stars and dresses as she pleases. She has a short temper and little patience when it comes to the problems of man, but when it comes to the animal kingdom, the world stands still. She tends to be factual and to-the-point with her views, lending itself to what turn honest comments into hurtful ones. Those looking for a warm, chewy center within her spiny shell may be slightly disappointed as they find she is bristles all the way down. She is able to hold friendships and relationships as well as any other, when her trust is earned. Competition can have a major allure for Erva, anything from eating to running to marksmanship, if someone challenges her, its is nearly impossible for her to turn down the challenge. Likes: Hunting, Natural environments, Traveling, Camping, Honesty, Archery, Competition, Most foods, Wildlife. Dislikes: Urban environments, Lies, Tight spaces, Noble folk, Waiting, Being bested. Hobby(ies): Archery, Exploring the wilds, Hunting, Making small trinkets from refuse and natural ingredients. Habit(s): Has a habit of wandering off to look as she pleases, can be absent-minded when her interest is drawn. Tends to fletch arrows or wind new bowstrings when nervous. Skill/Ability: Erva is an artist with the bow and arrow, able to pin a pigeon in the eye from a league away and loose an arrow faster than a bolt of lightning, or so she boasts. The truth to that fact is arguable, but she is definitely a very good archer. She crafts her own arrows and such as well. She knows her survival and animal care skills well, being a trained Ranger. She can be rather acrobatic when she needs to be, but prefers the direct approach. Her most peculiar skill is the almost familial bond she is able to form with the wildlife that she meets. Extra: She totes around a hardened wooden club for close encounters. Usually found in furs and leathers. Stands at 5'8" and weighs 134 pounds.