Age: 10
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde (currently shaved)
Height: 4 Ft.
Weight: 56 Lbs
Physique: Slim with some muscle definition.
Complexion: White with a slight tan.
Immunities:
Weaknesses: Brash and quick to action. Robin has the tendency to leap before he looks.

Titles & Feats:

Basic Personality: Robin is kind hearted and gentle to most, though he is arrogant and stubborn. He tends to say what is on his mind and usually does so without thinking.

Psychological/Social Issues: Robin will never turn down a challenge if there is a chance of him winning. He also doesn't always think before he acts.

Appearance: Robin is average height, but pretty slim with some muscle definition. He has bright blue eyes and what seems like a permanent half smile on his face. Across his shoulders and back are riddled with scars from having been whipped.

Natural Abilities:

Keen eyesight- Can see details better at twice the average vision range
Low light vision- able to see in areas of low light better than the average person

Power: Uncanny Marksmanship- Robin is almost always able to hit his mark, given a moment for adjustments and that the target doesn't erratically change course as his shoots. In his own words, "If I can see it, I can hit it." The largest limitations to this is the range of his weapon and if his target is unpredictable.

Companion: A Bluejay that he named John

Relations: Joan of Arc, Hunting partner and friend

Age: 7
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 3'8"
Weight: 47 lbs.
Physique: His physique is misleading. Appearing small and frail, he is often underestimated by his opponents.
Complexion: Olive
Immunities: Infection, parasites, and the cold.
Weaknesses: Leon is naive. This naivety having cost him his life in the past. Perhaps too caught up in command, he was unable to see Ephiaites’s betrayal and the vulnerable hole in his defense at the rear of his formation.

Titles & Feats: None

Basic Personality: Leon is a quiet boy due to his head always being in the clouds. He is a daydreamer and he will speak when spoken to often proving to be a friendly person. He carries a lot of pride and self-esteem and doesn't like when those two characteristics are challenged. Even when faced with impossible odds, Leon's courage and determination to succeed shine true to the end.

Psychological/Social Issues: He isn't very good at understanding sarcasm and he takes most claims as truth. This makes him seem rather naive or not well-versed in the social amusements of the later generations.

Appearance: Like the rest of the child laborers, Leon's head was shaved of his dark and curly brown hair. He is one of the shortest boys in the group as well as the fiercest when it comes to combat. Straps of cloth are tied about his knuckles and feet to protect them when he is hammering them against an opponent's face. He wears shorts made of itchy sackcloth.

Natural Abilities:

• Resilient – Leon was able to survive the rigorous hoplite training in his past life. His physical and mental toughness are to be rivaled.
• Predator – He has been able to see the hole in the enemy’s defense. One on one; this ability is advantageous, against an army, it relies on the abilities and faith of his own soldiers.

Power: Extraordinary Strength – Mentally and physically, Leon has demonstrated a strength that is above average for a human. Greek historian Herodotus believed his family to be descendants of Hercules, which can be traced back 20 generations. It is perhaps this bloodline that gives Leon his tenacity.

Companion: None at this time.

Relations: Open for relations.

Age: 12
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Shaved bald.
Height: 4'10"
Weight: 90lb
Physique: Edgar is a skinny, gaunt child, with weedy limbs and clearly defined ribs.
Complexion: His skin is pale and his face is sallow, almost giving the impression of ill health.
Immunities: None to speak of.
Weaknesses: Edgar is insatiably curious, particularly with regards to mysteries or puzzles that defy solving. He sees a mystery as a challenge, and is driven to solve them by any means necessary, often sticking his nose into places where he probably shouldn't.

Titles & Feats: None, as he's a 12 year old slave.

Basic Personality: Poe is almost disturbingly grim for a child of his age, prone to pessimism and all things macabre. This being said, he's not all depression and sadness, as he also has a great fondness for black comedy and laconic wit. Underneath the rain clouds, he's actually a very caring, compassionate boy who'd like to see everyone get a fair deal - he just knows it's not likely to happen.

Psychological/Social Issues: Experiences some fairly severe depressive episodes, and is slow to form deep connections with others.

Appearance: Edgar is thin and lanky, with pale white skin and well-defined ribs. His face is gaunt and sallow, with heavy dark circles under his eyes - he almost gives the impression of ill health or fever, even at his most healthy.

Natural Abilities:

Telltale: Edgar can hear the heartbeats of anyone nearby him, in a radius of about ten feet, and detect any irregularities in them. The sound can't be dampened or obstructed, and he's even capable of recognizing the heartbeats of people he spends a lot of time with.

Darkness Held Dominion: Edgar has limited night-vision, being able to see more or less clearly in very low-light conditions (for example, he could see perfectly in a small room lit only by a single candle). He does, however, need some light source in order to see, and it doesn't work as well with starlight/moonlight.

Power:

Nevermore: Black birds of all kinds - Ravens, crows, sparrows, and so forth - are susceptible to Edgar's will. He has a limited ability to command them, from tasks as complicated as "Bring this to so-and-so" to as simple as 'attack'. He has no power to summon or call such birds, however, and his influence over them can't overpower their natural instincts - with the exception of his familiar Usher, they'll eventually leave to seek food (though if domesticated, they may be convinced to stick around).

Companion: "Usher", A jet-black male raven that follows him wherever he goes and is also subject to his powers.

Relations:
Bram Stoker, Friend and Confidant

Merlin Ambrosius, Co-worker

Age: 12
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Height: '4"5 / 136cm
Weight: 80lbs/35kg
Physique: A slender and somewhat muscular body that seems frail at first glance.
Complexion: Caucasian
Immunities: Age, Mortal Needs (sleep, thirst, hunger)
Weaknesses: Illusions, Charms and Betrayals

Titles & Feats: None yet

Basic Personality: Merlin is a very reserved lady, who often preffers to be ignored rather than be included into unnecesary chit-chatter. She is often concerned about what is to come and what must be done, and is the first to commit to a personal sacrifice for the greater good.

Psychological/Social Issues: She is so concerned about the future that she often forgets to live the present, distancing herself from everything that might derail her plans.

Appearance: Merlin's a short frail-looking girl, a look betrayed only by the slick muscles she's developed through thorough slavework around the household. Her golden hair shaved clean glimmers in the sunlight, contrasting against her dirty rags. A triskelion shaped birthmark spans the width of her left breast.

Natural Abilities:

• Seer – Merlin held a great power to see the future in her past life, which shows as foreshadowing dreams and fragmented hallucinations in this one.
• Daughter of Magic – Merlin was once a mediator for all fey and supernatural of Britania. While a lot weaker in this reincarnation, her natural charm and disposition to the non-human (beasts and monsters) remains.

Power: Shapeshifting - While only a pathetic shadow of her legendary power, Merlin has retained some of her bloodline's powers. Though much concentration and planning she can change her appearance, always remaining humanoid and never too far off her original dimensions.

Companion: None

Relations:
Possibly - Arthur Pendragon - Protegee
To be determined

Age:11
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Height:5'2"
Weight:106 lb.
Physique: Pretty scrawny, but average limb length and such
Complexion:Light
Immunities:Nothing, really
Weaknesses:Extremely paranoid of supernatural occurrences, and comes up with contingency plans for such events. This can be distracting in combat.

Titles & Feats: Nothing

Basic Personality: Bram is a paranoid young child, who fears most things. He can become extremely violent when enraged, which isn't that often. Keeps a cool head when it comes to day to day situations

Psychological/Social Issues: Is very wary upon first meeting of anyone, and has a fear of the supernatural

Appearance: Bram is nothing special in appearance. He is of an average build, with shaven brown hair and brown eyes, He could easily blend into a crowd of people, should he choose.(and were he not in slave clothes)

Natural Abilities:

Specter Detector: Can tell if someone is undead (Vampires, ghosts, etc.) Can see usually invisible entities.

Transylvania Twist: Is decent at acrobatics

Power:

Hellsing's Curse: This is a particularly draining power, that can only be used once a week. Creates a wave of light that vanquishes any vampires in the small area it affects, but leaves Bram nearly incapacitated. Works on other types of undead with varying effects.

Companion: Alucard, a small bat that started following him around and just won't stop.

Relations: Edgar Allen Poe, Friend and Confident

Age: 10
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blond
Height: 4'2”
Weight: 70 lbs.
Physique: Scrawny and almost sickly looking
Complexion: Caucasian
Immunities:
Weaknesses: He is not quick to anger, but when Arthur is angry he can be blinded by his rage. Not listening to reason or logic until he feels he has gotten his revenge

Titles & Feats: None

Basic Personality: Arthur is a bit cocky and has grandiose visions of what his future will be like when he isn't a slave anymore (he's also an optimist, can you tell?) He has learned to hide this though, as he's been punished in the past for acting out of line.

Psychological/Social Issues: Arthur was betrayed in his last life. That betrayal lingers and makes it hard for him to fully trust anyone.

Appearance: Arthur is a small, unassuming boy. His head is shaved and he wears very similar clothes to all the other children, no one would ever expect anything from him. When away from his watchers he often has a grin on his face, thinking of life when he is no longer a slave.

Natural Abilities:

Swordplay - Arthur is fairly handy with a sword, but he does not display this skill in public. He wouldn't want to be one of those poor children in the arena. Arthur doubts his ability to kill one of his fellow child slaves.

Evasion - Arthur doesn't like fighting if he doesn't have to. He can usually avoid a blow if he sees it coming. This doesn't work if he doesn't see it coming or an opponent is tricky and attacks from two places at once.

Power:

Teleportation - Arthur can teleport short distances, it works better if he can see his destination.

Companion: None

Relations: Merlin

Age: 9
Eye Color: Dark brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 4'2"
Weight: 65 Ib.
Physique: Almost boyish, with shoulders slightly more broad then an average girl, as well as well defined muscles. If not for her more feminine features (eyes, face, and voice), it would be easy to mistake her for a male child.
Complexion: Fairly tan
Immunities:
Weaknesses: Well...she's not always quite sure when to shut up. There have been times when her big mouth has gotten her in trouble. In addition to that, she often isn't able to think for herself, relying on the deity in her head to tell her what to do.

Titles & Feats:

Basic Personality: Joan is definitely a no-nonsense type of girl. She often doesn't beat around the bush or joke, but instead gets straight to the point she's trying to make. Some might call her kind of rude, when in reality, she's just blunt. But despite her personality flaws, she's a magnificent ally to have. She is loyal and views her fellow slaves as her people.

Psychological/Social Issues: Oh, have I got a big one for this category! You see, Joan believes that the creator of the universe, one that is not mentioned at all in Alta, speaks to her through her mind.

Appearance: Well, pretty much everything you need to know about her appearance is answered above, so I'll just add stuff in when her appearance changes.

Natural Abilities:

Voice of Insperation: If Joan makes a speech in front of more than one person, she is able to inspire them, and give them hope and determination they might not otherwise have had.

Nose of a Holy Bloodhound: Joan is able to sense evil the same way one senses a sent: with her nose. While she usually can't tell exactly where the evil is coming from, she can still tell if there's some sort of evil nearby. But while this is a strength, it is also a weakness, for the smell of evil is not a pleasant one. If there is too much evil in one place, Joan gets thrown off her game, whether it be fighting, thinking, ect.

Power:

The Winged Child: At any time, Joan can sprout white wings from her shoulder blades, which give her the ability to fly. The downside, however, is that flying takes about the same amount of energy as running, and thus tires her out quickly.

Companion: Her deity is her only companion.

Relations:
Robin of Locksly, hunting partner

Age: 12
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 138 lbs
Physique: Broad-shouldered and strong, the build of someone who's done nothing but hard labour their entire life.
Complexion: Caucasian, though heavily tanned from years spent working outdoors.
Immunities: Fire, Fatigue, The Cold.
Weaknesses: Incredibly stubborn and short-tempered, Cai does not easily give up or give in even when he really, really should, often leading him into situations way over his head. It was in fact these traits that made him angrily part ways with Arthur in his past life and led him to his death.

Titles & Feats: None as of yet.

Basic Personality: Sharp-tongued, strong-willed and clever in the worst possible way, to those who don't know him, Cai comes across as a cold-hearted, sarcastic asshole. Those that do know him however, know that beneath his harsh exterior lies a young man with a big heart; one who wordlessly drops things pilfered from his field work into their morning porridge when the Overseers aren't looking (wild berries mostly, the occasional herb when they're looking ill), who helps them out with their daily chores when he can to spare them the lash and who may or may not have been the one who fed and cared for some of the younger slaves when they were very little (which may or may not have also involved piggybacks, bedtime stories and 'upsies' when the other slaves his age weren't looking), leaving them to see him more as an abrasive, yet pradoxically doting older brother.

Psychological/Social Issues: In his past life, Cai died feeling angry and betrayed by Arthur, which manifests itself as open disdain for the younger boy in his present incarnation... and a profound, but unspoken sadness that he cannot explain.

Appearance: Though broad-shouldered and strong for his age, Cai doesn't stand out too much from the other slaves; with a shaved head, a pair of heavily calloused hands and the constant presence of dirt beneath his short fingernails. He does, however, raise a few brows with the countless scars on his back, chest and shoulders wrought on him by the lash that are always in plain view as the only clothes he has are a pair of sackcloth pants.

Natural Abilities:

Warrior of Prydain: An echo of his past self; though he naturally prefers a sword, nearly anything Cai can get a hold of can become a deadly weapon in his hands... not that those hands themselves should be underestimated either.

Unrelenting: To call Cai 'tough' would be a vast understatement. To put it bluntly; Cai will not tire, will not give up and will simply keep coming until he's either victorious, dead, knocked out or has his attention forced elsewhere.

Power:

A Fire Within (Stage One): Within Cai burns a supernatural flame, constantly fueling his body, ensuring he never tires and causing him to radiate an unnatural heat. This fire burns any wounds he takes shut and welds any bones he breaks back together again... though it is far from a perfect cure-all; the process leaves behind grisly scars and cannot regrow lost limbs. And should his head part company with his neck, he would be dead as anyone else.

Companion: None as of yet.

Relations:

Age: 11
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 5'0"
Weight: 93lbs
Physique: Shaka's frame has always been on the thin side although his body is covered with lithe muscle.
Complexion:
Immunities: Posion, Hunger (he still has to eat but he can go much longer without eating)
Weaknesses: Shaka has the same weaknesses as any other human.

Basic Personality: Shaka is an oddly quiet enough youth constantly thinking two steps ahead of any and everyone around him. Shaka keeps his mind sharp by consistantly anaylzing those around him and trying to find their weaknesses and strength, trying to find a way to beat them at their own game. Shaka loves to be outdoors among nature, it is there that he feels the most natural. The confinds of wood and stone of Crassus' Manor makes him feel choked and closed in.

Psychological/Social Issues: Shaka is highly clastrophopic, hating to be indoors among the wood and stone. Because of the way he has learned to survive as a slave Shaka has not made many friends and tends to keep others at a distance believing that no one is to be trusted. When and if he does decide to make any resemblence of a friend at the manor, it would be a miricale.

Natural Abilities:

• Tactical Mind: Shaka treats the world as a battlefield and constantly anaylzes the people within it for their value and their worth. While this does not help him win any social events, Shaka has learned how to improve on many of the weapons and tactics (what little he has actually seen around the manor).
• The Silent Survivalist: Shaka is in his natural element out among the wild forests. Some how he is able naturally survive in the wild, have some unknown knowledge of what can be eaten and what can't. As an added bonus, Shaka has learned as Crassus' hunter how to stalk his prey forgoing the traditional bow and arrow for the short spear.

Power:

• Spit of Poison: Shaka can naturally produce an unknown poison from his saliva glands. While normally he only has enough stored at one time for a quick loogie in the eye, given enough time, Shaka can produce and store enough to produce a rather impressive spray for someone on his size. While he has never tested the lethality of his poison, with the proper application to a weapon Shaka can stun a normal sized animal (deer and other creatures of the forest) long enough for him to provide the killing blow.

Companion: A small dung beetle that he found during one of his hunts. For some reason he has an odd fondness to the tiny creature. Of course a dung beetle would not be complete without his dung ball