Name: Dolivodro Kaspov
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Ingvarr
Rank: 5 of Swords
Appearance:
A tall somewhat bulky man with two ram like horns that curve out from the top of his red headed short spiky hair. He is a clearly fit and toned adventurer with some experience under his belt. He has a slight stubble of trimmed mutton chops for facial hair. When not wearing his armor he can be seen wearing somewhat baggy clothing clearly fit for the colder climates of the north that have been worn down from years of use, specifically a brown furred coat with a hood and chestnut colored pants.

Personality: Calm and kind hearted when outside of combat he thinks best on how to help those he works with first. Often, to his own detriment, even giving up most of his rewards for quest fulfilling to teammates if they give him a fake sob story along the way. Within combat he flips to a heated and determined man concerned first and foremost with stopping the enemy in their tracks, and second in crushing them fully in a show of strength.

He is horrible at attempting to sneak around due to his personal belief of fighting the enemy head on being the only honorable way to fight. This has earned him a bad reputation among coin ranks as a musclehead through and through.

Brief Backstory: most of his history before becoming an adventurer could be boiled down to a single word: Simple. His life before becoming an adventurer was as a simple farmer working hard and cold pastures for years, saving up money, and competing in town events to show strength every turn of season. After becoming an adventurer he quickly rose the ranks up to fifth of swords with his tenacity and honed strength, being known by guilds to take on even the lowest paying quests and ones below his strength if requested, but has recently hit a slump in his growth, while still showing promise.

Equipment: An old farming hoe blade carried as a personal possession, a single set of well worn plate mail, a typical guard's spear you could find almost anywhere, a buckler shield, a backpack slung over his shoulders, and an explorer's pack full of rations, waterskins, rope, and the works.

Skills:
Sentinel: he specializes first and foremost in drawing enemy attention and keeping it locked on him with his massive figure and natural physical strength.

Tough: Due to his extraneous work back in his homeland as a farmer his body is naturally a bit more durable than others letting him shrug off weaker physical blunting blows.

Cold/heat resistance: Hailing from the colder pastures, he's naturally more resistant to magic and environments where the wind is like a biting cold fenrir, however on the flipside he doesnt deal too well with the heat, and deserts are his natural enemy during the day.

Honorable Warrior: Highly skilled in one on one combat, he has a natural talent for combat against single enemies with his overpowering strength combined with natural technique in battle.

Herbalism: Working with plants for so long has lead to him having wide knowledge on plant species, herbs and mushrooms. Even plants he can't identify he'll be able to take educated guesses on the effects of what consuming one might do.

Animal interest: He's knowledgeable with a wide range of birds, having a fascination with species like Pidgeons and Owls from a young age. He can usually track a bird like creature to its roost through its natural habits like marking and feathers.

• Name: Nuri Tajra
• Age: 24
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Rank: 6 of Swords
• Appearance: A beautiful woman with bronze skin, dark brown eyes, and neck-length hair usually swept over to one side underneath a hood. Nuri has an athletic, muscular build, standing at about 5'10. Casually she wears clothes reminiscent of her southern, desert-dwelling culture, showing plenty of skin while still being practical. She has plenty of pouches and straps, even her casual clothing having leather armor on it. She's also often seen with her companion Eagle, Talun. The mark of Reon resides on her left hip, underneath where her shortsword sheathe is. On the other hip is a tattoo of three names in a script foreign to Estival.
  
  Her armor is made of form-fitting steel and red cloth. It's stylized, perhaps overtly so for more conservative tastes, but still effective and well balanced, allowing for full range of movement. As well as being plenty intimidating, as when she uses her Divine Solar Fire the red plume trailing behind her helmet is enchanted to ignite itself.
  
  
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• Personality: A rambunctious young fighter with a penchant for getting into a little too much trouble considering her occupation. Not exactly the picture of piousness, Nuri is fun-loving and charismatic. She's an empathetic and sociable person, who enjoys meeting new people and making friends. Outgoing, extroverted, yet down to earth and humble. She has a good sense of humor, often attempting to crack wise, and is able to poke fun at herself. Nuri has a very laid back, live and let live mentality. Nuri enjoys good drinks and good times.
  
  Nuri takes good care of her weapons and armor, if nothing else. When alone, she practices playing her lute or refining her artistic skills. Caring for Talun, a free-spirited Eagle that shows up whenever he wants, is also something she enjoys. He is not her pet, but rather a wandering companion. Usually he is close by and drops in to say hello at his pleasure. Occasionally, he'll join her on hunting trips or bring her caught rabbits.
  
  Don't let appearances decieve you, though, Nuri is as fiercely devout as any paladin of Reon. Undead will recieve her final mercy, and necromancers will be allowed one chance, and once chance only. Due to her past, slavers in particular will have a hard time escaping punishment. But when it comes to metting out justice and performing her clerical duties, Nuri is very by the book. Her duty is the one thing she takes very seriously. Slackers don't have a place among the Reonite elite. When it comes to battle, Nuri is brave yet practical, and goal-oriented with excellent leadership qualities. Usually she's able to bring the best out of her fellow adventurers both on and off the field.
  
  Nuri is a shameless thrillseeker, and wouldn't be throwing herself headlong into the most dangerous situations if she didn't get at least a kick out of it. After all, its right there in the name. "Adventurer." Not "Solemn Duty-er." If someone is in this profession and isn't having a good time, they need to re-evaluate their life choices, if you ask her.
• Brief Backstory: Nuri was born in the deserts to the south, in a prosperous oasis and river city. Her mother and father loved her very much and, when Nuri wasn't in school or working, they encouraged her interests. Physical activity, playing music, learning how to draw, and learning how to fly. For a good portion of her youth Nuri was convinced she would build the worlds first flying machine. It never came to pass, but this interest transitioned into that of birds of prey. She and her brother would often go out and explore.
  
  When Nuri was 12, she and her family's home was attacked, and they were kidnapped by slavers. For three long years she toiled and suffered. One by one, she lost her family members until she was all alone. At her lowest point, she moved a while away from her captors knowing that when they found her she would be punished for trying to escape. She looked up at the sun and hoped to die from heat stroke. When she opened her eyes next, a paladin of Reon, gleaming and brilliant, towered over her. It was on that day her captors were destroyed, and it was on that day she found her freedom once again.
  
  To her there was no other option- she wanted to be a paladin. Never would she allow an injustice such as the one that came upon her befall another family.
  
  Thus she began to train. At first she was stoic, serious, hardened. She threw herself into her training to cope with her grief. But overtime she began to open up and become her fun loving self again, as her scars, physical and mental, began to heal. Her career as a paladin was a few years long, but her old wanderlust began to creep back in. Perhaps the Church is more forgiving of her antics because of her past. But she didn't want to embarass them too much either way, so she struck out and joined the Adventurers Guild to start really having some fun, do some good, and make some cash along the way. What would she do with the cash? Not sure. Keep her stuff maintained and probably give the rest away to the needy.
• Equipment:
  
  Burning Longsword: Her signature weapon. Sleek, elegant, refined, infinitely lethal. Two handed, this perfectly balanced, finely made weapon can be used to great effect. On its steel are divine symbols of the sun. As if Reon herself has blessed the blade, it ignites and becomes searing hot. Hot enough to slice through steel and monsterous flesh alike. Undead particularly crumble to ash by merely standing too close.
  
  Stalwart Armor: Enchanted, well made armor of a Reonite Paladin. When hit hard enough it sparks, releasing heat and exploding outward. It's incredibly resilient, designed to tank blows when Nuri decided not to defend herself and just keep attacking. It's extremely well balanced, its weight distributed nearly perfectly among her strong body.
  
  Shortsword: A curved shortsword of more obviously southern design. A curved blade for when things get dire.
• Skills:

Master of the Longsword: Nuri is well-trained and well-experienced with her longsword. She has a particularly fast and offensive style. Moreover, Nuri uses ever inch of the weapon, not just the blade. She's mastered unorthodox techniques, such as grabbing the blade with one hand to guide thrusts with more power and accuracy. Sometimes she grabs the blade by both hands and swings the handle around like a hammer, allowing crushing strikes. Pommel strikes, jabs, the Longsword's versatility is on full display when wielded by Nuri. It makes her strikes all the more unpredictable.

Hand to Hand: When push literally comes to shove, Nuri is no slouch. She is a master of hand to hand combat, able to restrain, strike, and incapacitate her enemies even without a sword. While out of her armor she is an agile fighter and grappler, and while it in she is more than capable of bowling her enemies over or delivering devastating wrestling moves.

Courage: Nuri's mind and spirit are bolstered by heavenly resolve. She is immune to fear and heavily resistant to mind control or other mind altering effects. This courage is infectious, and her allies will be granted resistance aswell. Especially if they are closely bonded with her personally.

Flameburst: Nuri gains a burst of offensive speed, leaving a trail of fire in her wake. She can even use this to run up and launch off walls. She can also use this while suffering great falls to reduce fall damage. Finally she can just run straight into someones knees to knock them over. She can even use this ability in mid-air. She can do this about three times, roughly every hour. Or every time she rests for a short while and catches her breathe. She can do it more than that but it puts strain on her body. The most she's ever done without taking a break is 6 under safe, practiced conditions.

Tactical: Nuri is a tactical thinker and works well with a team, trying to account for her and her teammates strengths and weaknesses in order to achieve the most optimal outcome.

Charismatic: Nuri is great with people, able to persuade, decieve, and even occasionally seduce to get what she wants in order to avoid direct conflict or just find things out. Nuri is a people person and she's easily trustable.

Animal Handling: Nuri is good with animals, especially her companion Eagle Talun.

Name Trina

Age: “That’s a good question.”

Gender: Female

Race: Fairy

Rank Four of Coins

Appearance: Trina is a six inch tall blonde fairy. Her body is fairly standard for a fairy with black butterfly-like wings and a small pair by her ears.

Personality: Trina still has the childish curiosity and pranking nature of a child, though her language tends to be more mature. Due to her experiences the last… However many years, her words have a tendency to be a bit on the rough side. She’s also a bit of a braggart, claiming to be at least “Six, no, Seven of Coins!” to people she may not exactly know. And if you ask her opinion on something, or what to do… Expect a rather extreme answer! Though, if she’s told it’s a bad idea she is likely to actually give a good one, but it’s mostly only to make her look good.

Brief Backstory Many years ago, Trina separated from her friends to take a nap somewhere quiet and in the end was kidnapped by some bandits. For years she was kept as the leader of the bandit gang’s pet that he kept in a cage. The years merged together for her, but she was sure the gang leader turned from a youthful appearance to a more haggard one with grey hair.

Regardless, she was carried around in a cage by the leader and he basically told her to agree with him when he said something, eventually, it came to the point where she just shouted out statements she knew he’d like since he would reward her with sweets. Eventually though, she got wholly bored of this life. Being in a cage was something she never liked, though she did have moments free from it.

When a Nem thief snuck in to steal something from the bandits, the fairy threw a fit. “Hey, you! Jackass! Over here! Let me out! LET ME OUT!” She screamed. “You help me, I help you!” With that, she was rescued by and became the partner of a Nem named Neffy.

Equipment: The only real things Trina carries on her is her clothes though she considers many things of Neffy’s as hers.

Skill: Trina has been working on being sneaky for years in an attempt to escape from her cage and her captivity. While it never really helped her get out she got quite a few good attempts. She was actually taught how to pick locks because the leader thought that it was amusing that she would try to escape and wanted to see if she could do it. She did, but only with help.

Aside from her thieving skills, she has natural magical abilities. As a fairy, she has natural elemental abilities like conjuring fire or bringing forth water. While she was held captive, she practiced illusions on and off but she was never really able to do much with it until after she was freed by Neffy. After she was rescued, she also practiced using magic to lift nearby objects that she just would not be able to lift otherwise.