If you so choose to write a bio, you can post them here to give others a better idea about your character.

NAME
Drekven Emmerich or Drek
SPECIES
Human
AGE
18
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT
5'4" 105lbs
BIO
Drek is from a once wealthy family who has recently fallen out of power. In order to regain the status he once had, Drek makes an eldritch pact with an ancient and powerful demon who grants Drek access to dark magic in exchange for Drek tracking down and securing powerful sources of magic for them. However, Drek has neither the skills nor the discipline to use said magic properly, and thus mostly spends his time screwing around, which makes said demon pretty pissed. Drek is an insufferable flirt and is almost never successful on his romantic endeavours. He brings an elegant flair to just about every situation, regardless of how out of place he appears. His favorite food is chocolate cake and his hobby is collecting bottle caps. His favorite book is Aesling the Neck Stabber.

Her hair is shorter, but this is a general idea of what she looks like
NAME
Sarrai'a
SPECIES
Wood Elf/Lycan
AGE
175
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT
6'0" 150lbs
BIO
Sarrai'a is the last living member of her order, who were all slaughtered by a monster, which she has since learned was a pit fiend, years ago that looked her directly in the eyes and left her alive an event that still haunts her to this day. She is a practitioner of a bit of blood magic, though she was never properly trained, her true talents lie in her martial combat, and she carries her masters cane, and his blood which made her a lycan like the rest of the order, with her as a reminder of her old order. She was looking for a guild to join and heard of the tragedy that befell Grayfall and felt she might find kinship among those who had suffered like she had. Once she forms attachments she will defend those to whom she is loyal with her life, and expects the same in return. As she views those she travels with as her pack whether they are lycans like her or not and having lived in a pack for most of her life she is used to being treated in the same way. Even when not in hybrid form she retains the powerful sense of smell and hearing of her wolf form, having trained for years to help control the beast within. While reluctant to early on once you have earned her trust, if interest she is willing to help members of her pack to join her in being a lycan by helping them undertake the taming just as she did years ago, and helping to teach them what little blood magic she knows, though she plans to learn more about the arts of the blood hunters through the book of rites she was able to recover from the order's headquarters before she left.


Her form when she gets serious in a fight or someone threatens her pack.

Name: Elras
Species: Halfling
Height: 3ft
Age: 24
Bio: Elras by all means in tiny, shorter than all throughout his life he was taunted and made fun of by many of the people in his village, due to his short temper he set off at an early age to find a way to grow in height no matter the cost, due to this promise he made to himself he became an utterly worthless adventurer for many years until he learned a form of magic that allowed him to substantially grow in height and muscle mass for periods of time before shrinking back, while in this form he becomes a force to be reckoned with due to the increase in physical prowess but only for a short time. When he shrinks back down to regular size he is basically useless in combat situations. Elras has a short temper and brags about how he's a great adventurer with unmatchable might, he is seeking to make a name for himself by finding a guild on the way through a town he heard a rumor of a guild called Grayfall and he believes that this will help him reach his goal.

NAME
Clover
SPECIES
Nymph
AGE
10
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT
4'6" 75 pounds
BIO
Clover
The spirit of a young patch of clover, she has never left her forest, and has always been content to stay near the patch of clover which she protects. But as she has aged, she has found that straying from her home plant is not as difficult as she had always been told, as clover can easily spread, and so she has taken it upon herself to explore and protect her home, hoping to one day be chosen by the goddess as a true keeper of the forest. She keeps a small amount of fresh clover with her at all times, and will occasionally replant it, and nurture it, so that her home plant is always with her if she ever needs it.

(he has longer hair that is usually in a braid and has a bit more scruff; he looks more like a young hunter and less like part of some medieval boy band)

NAME
Caelus (pronounced SI-luss)

SPECIES
Vessel (human host for a demon)

AGE
??? (appears to be in late twenties)

HEIGHT AND WEIGHT
5'10" and I'm horrid at estimating weight, he's muscular but not terribly ripped.

BIO
(I'm still working on this part, will edit things later)
Caelus had the misfortune of being born into a village of worshipers to the god Mh'ithrha, a wolf-demon similar to Fenris of Norse mythology. As per his village's tradition, Caelus' coming-of-age ceremony included a ritual that permanently bound his soul to Mh'ithrha. In exchange for pledging his immortal soul to the god, Caelus may harness his divine power in battle or in times of dire need. This includes shifting into the shape of a giant wolf (think draft horse size), extremely heightened senses, and channeling the god himself.

(more or less Artorius)

Name: Artorius ???

Age: ??? (very old)

Species: ???

Bio: Artorius has been with the guild for as long as most can remember. The previous guild master always kept a watchful eye over him, although not many know why... A mystery at best, he has recently begun clamoring for a new body. Whether or not the guild members will heed his request remains to be seen.

Name:
Born Name: Delicea
Given Name: Angel
Likes to be called: Sky
Species: 1/4 Aarakocra, 3/4 human
Age: 20
Height: 5' 11.5"
Weight: ~100 lb
Bio:
Born to a human and a half Aarakocra to the name Delicea, Sky is a strange mix. So strange, in fact, her parents decided to leave town. But word travels fast, even among humans. While on the road, a group of humans from another village managed to kidnap her, and did so successfully. She was taken back to the village, where she was raised as Angel, the... well.. Angel. They raised her as if she had fallen from the sky one day to bring them all fortune and protection. In the village she learned mostly healing magic. One day, while treating an old, dying elder, she was finally told the truth of her birth. She left the village soon after the elder had passed. She's been on the road ever since, hoping to find her real family.

She thinks she may have a sibling who was mistaken as a demon but she doesn't have much to go off of.

(Lilith has medium length, ash brown hair, golden eyes, is covered in freckles, and wears less floofy clothes so she can move around easier)

Name: Lilith

Species: A human, probably

Age: ???

Height and Weight: Just over 4'11", and 95lbs

History: The only surviving member of Grayfall Guild after the rest of them died in a dungeon raid gone wrong, this has left her as the new Guild Master despite her gross inexperience. There is a misconception that Lilith survived the raid because she was a powerful warrior, but that is not the case. Lilith was found on her own by the old guild master, Elliot, who was a very old, very powerful wizard. It wasn't until a couple of years later that she had discovered her talents as a young witch, so she was initially trained as a rouge due to how small and quick she was. She ended up having to self study witchcraft through experimentation since her magic was very different from all the arcane and divine magic users in her guild. Eventually, some representatives from a neighboring kingdom came and requested their assistance, for many of their townsfolk went missing during the night for the past week. The guild knew that the quest was going to be the most dangerous trial that they had ever faced, so all members were required to assist. By the time they had made it through the majority of the dungeon, a few lives were already lost, and Lilith, who wasn't overly used to adventuring yet, was at her mental limit; Elliot, seeing the state that she was in, hid her away in a crack in the wall and cast invisibility, knowing that she would be a sitting duck if she attempted to face a boss monster in said condition. All she heard after that was monstrous roars, the clashing of swords, the sounds of spells, and screams of agony. After hours there was silence before the largest dragon she had ever seen emerged from it's lair, covered in the blood of her allies. She was too scared to move for hours, and too shocked to do anything for months.

Personality: Lilith's entire philosophy on leadership and running a guild is borrowed from the previous guild master and other members of power positions, that the guild is a family, and everyone deserves respect. All and all, she's a coward in combat, and is terrified of losing anyone else, but even so, she loves the guild too much to let it die. If there's one word to describe Lilith, it would be busybody; she's basically all over the place and is constantly multitasking after having to keep a guild from falling apart or going bankrupt. Her true passion lies in her witchcraft, as one would be able to guess from taking a single glance in her room. Her favorite food is Elliot's stew (which she's trying to recreate), she's scared of spiders, and she knows how to mix drinks, despite not drinking, herself.

Name: Elgarato
Race: Human
Age: 24
Height: 5'7'
Elgarato was born and raised on a farm. He had little to no contact with the outside world. His parents kept him on the farm, at all times. This caused Elgarato to resent the life style of solitude. Elgarto decide that it was best to leave the farm, his parents disagreed. Elgarato thus hatched a brilliant escape plane, by using one of the farms horse, he ran out the front gate. Upon leaving his much catered too life style, Elgarato met much hardships. The first other person he encountered, robbed him of all his belonged, yet left him his horses left hoof. Armed with merely this, and an enchanted weapon he hid within his cloak, Elgarato roamed. He stumbled upon the Grayfall guild within the woods, and thus entered seeking refugee.