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Appearance: Metallic, mechanically intricate. Has a crystal core that channels flux to cast spells in the form of beams.

Occupation: Observer

Personality: Values balance above all else. Mechanically indifferent to intelligent life and sees it as a feud between the Gods.

Brief History: Was once a star, part of the constellation Archaeon. The Archaeon, composed of four stars in a diamond shape with one in the center, represents order and stability. Caeleo's job was to catalog the history of the Crystal of Balance, while his siblings' jobs were to scan the world of Y'vera for threats. It was only natural that he choose to fall to Y'vera at the turn of the new Era.

Aspiration: Become a Guardian of the Crystal of Balance

Flaw: Rusts. Continually needs a supply of metal, especially if he uses magic frequently.

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Appearance (description): 6'2" tall, mostly dark blue scaled lizard man with green eyes. Cream claws on his fingertips with slightly darker talons on his toes. Brightly colored feather-like growths adorn his back starting from his head as well as his elbows and his calves with a puff of them on the end of his tail. A single horn is atop his nose, slightly longer than one of his talons. See image for body type/shape.

Age (<50): 24

Personality: Slightly greedy; knows when to give up a chase for (insert name of currency here). Tries to do
the right thing but wants to make a little cash on the side. Observant and hard-headed. Dislikes methods other than his own. Lewd

Occupation: Merchant/Adventurer. Pilfers valuables on occasion.

Brief history:
Money talks, and Tarkus can easily speak its language. When not looking to make a quick coin though, the lizard likes to entertain himself with things such as exploring, adventuring, and even some light gambling. After being cheated again for the third time; Tarkus finds himself at some festival, selling whatever he still has in his pockets.

Aspiration: Money; not a status of wealth but like a pile of money.

Inventory: Leather chest piece, padded cloth pants with pockets. Cloak with face covering. Metal axe. Portable, metal, foldable chair. Various small trinkets and gems to sell.

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Appearance (description): appearance pic, roughly 5' 7" with a lean build, confident mannerisms, clothing doesn't stand out or indicate any form of wealth/lack of wealth

Age (<50): 25

Personality: Polite but reserved. Straightforward, tenacious and somewhat selfish. Curious, adventurous and calm. Can be witty and sarcastic but isn’t usually the first to speak up. Morally ambiguous. Meticulous and organized but has a rebellious spirit.

Occupation: Healer

Brief history: She was born into and raised by a religious family. She learned medicine through family practice and left out on her own after turning 20. Through old manuscripts (found in the apothecary shop she purchased) she learned of a man named Celderon, who studied something he called "thistlization" almost 150 years earlier. After becoming obsessed with the idea of magical properties originating within blood, Ivory spent all of her knowledge, resources, and time to study and recreate the thistlization process as well as to more efficiently harness the magic from blood. Xen learns of her and takes interest in her continuation of his work. He ends up finding her and turning her into a vampire - something he had not done before.

Aspiration: Seek out Elk to take her blood, which she believes grants endless magic usage

Flaw: Aversion to large/fast moving bodies of water

Inventory: Various home brewed potions and remedies, minimal blood supply in a non-descrip container, necklace

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Appearance (description):

She stands 1.4 feet from the ground

Age (<50): 26

Personality: Sapphira is blunt, but not apathetic. She comes across to others as unfeeling, but she simply forgets that not everyone appreciates the blunt truth as she would. She is deeply loyal, and adheres to the law as long as the law is what she considers to be just.

Occupation: Sapphira does just a little bit of everything. She sells her skills, whether that be her craftsmanship with a blade, or her affinity for magic. If you need it done, Sapphira can probably do it, or learn how to do it quickly, or hire someone else who can do it for cheaper to turn a profit.

Brief history: Sapphira was born to a farming family, which was fine. She loved her family, she hated the dirt. She didn’t really like growing things, and so when she came of age she packed up and left. She made her way to a city, and she studied. First as a blacksmith, but that got boring quick. She finished her apprenticeship, and then moved onto other weapons, and then other crafts. Learning enough to be considered proficient but never truly mastering anything before she got bored and moved on. Eventually she decided to move on from that area, making her way into the rest of the world. She was never rich, but she was never poor either. She simply floated through life from one adventure to the next.

Weaknesses: She’s not overly quick, nor is she strong. She is reliant very heavily on her magic. Despite her ability to create weapons she’s not very proficient with any except her dagger. She tends to think faster than she can react, and she has a tendency to wander into danger. She’s extremely clumsy, and fears what she does not know, as well as heights.

Aspiration: Knowledge

Inventory: She currently has on her person two swords and some arrows, all for sale, a pouch full of coins, some bread and some apples and another smaller blade hidden in her person.

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Appearance: A hulking, black volcanic glass golem.

Age: Less than a week.

Occupation: Eloping.

Personality: Quite lacking to the extent of being bland

Brief History: As a golem, it has very little to no personality, currently. On the eve of the centennial festival, the "scientists" were disposing of rejected product. One such product was the golem that would soon go by the name of Igneous. Its outer "shell" was quite ideal for a display of modern art, but not useful in any other immediately apparent way. Upon being tossed out as a reject, Igneous shattered and reformed outside of the facility, running away- going any where- to seek some sort of destiny or way of life.

Aspiration: Find reason to exist since its creators thought it should not.

Flaw: Besides being practically new to the whole living thing -and from its limited observations of the fae in the lab and with other humanoids in their native environments- the golem has difficulty in extremely hot environments that might melt and deform its body.

Inventory, if any: Nope, nothing

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Appearance: Bulky, made of the same stone as Delteria, but not as tall as Caeleo.

Age: 100

Occupation: Politician, Engineer

Personality: Caring, polite, formal. Not afraid to be direct and break social convention for the good of another sentient being.

Brief History: Vulcure fell to Delteria in the year 100, after the fall of Cynthia. It was a time the races of Y'vera needed someone who could help them rebuild their broken society, and Vulcure fulfilled that role by providing technical knowledge on crystals, golems, flux, and mechanics. He necessarily became embedded into Y'verian politics, making Delteria his home and working closely with the members of Veracity.

Aspiration: World peace, no more suffering, widespread acceptance of golems.

Flaw: Cares too much for golems, nature of his body limits his range of motion unless great effort is taken to overcome limitations

Inventory: Always has a staff made of wood, adorned with a crystal on top.

Appearance: About 5'7" tall; not much is known about the appearance or apparent age of Tavren, let alone their gender. Garbed in traditional Cleric clothing from the Church, Tavren hides their face using a steel mask. Whether or not they prefer to or are forced to wear it is known only to Tavren themselves. However, due to the mask Tavren seems to have difficulty communicating properly; they tend to gesture in order to convey their words.

Age: At least 58.

Personality: Strange; odd to fellow companions. Due to the inability or refusal to speak, Tavren has trouble communicating with others effectively. Only a few have ever heard the Cleric speak. Tavren seems to follow traditions to a great deal, for example they spend an excruciating amount of effort to prepare a corpse for an old style of burial.

Brief History: Tavren was taken into the Church as a Cleric in training at an early age after showing some potential to be a member. Over the years, Tavren eventually graduated to a full Cleric and not just a squire; shortly afterward however their responsibilities would increase tenfold. Meeting a Naga who was given the name Tarkus, Tavren helped raise and train him until an incident where the lizard fled the Church. Several years passed and the two met again during a bandit attack in the woods.

Occupation: Cleric of the Church.

Aspiration: Kill their target and be let go from the Church.

Flaw: Inability to communicate effectively. Old age has caught up with the Cleric, making them much slower and much weaker than before.

Inventory: Rifle, handgun, Church Pike, clothes, steel mask, hat.