Line up of Characters!

Character Name: Nathaniel Quince
Nicknames: Quince, Quincy, Nath
Age: 19
Appearance: He has very, VERY nice teeth. Its what he's usually remembered for as his general emptyheadedness has him grinning like an idiot half the time. Fire engine red hair pulled back in a pony tail to keep it from catching fire in the forges, he stands six foot one with a just barely beginning to be defined physique from a young life of chopping trees and stoking a forge.
Race/Class: Iop
Nation: Brakmar
Short bio: Second youngest to a very large working class Brakmarian family, he is technically the runt of the line as he is the smallest and considered the 'smart' one taking more after his father than their beloved mother. This is somewhat of a misconception as this reputation was earned simply from him thinking about hitting things occasionally before doing so regardless of the conclusion he's come to about it. While might does not always make right, Nathaniel does try to be as mighty as he can for when that logic tries to harm his family which was a very often occurrence in Brakmar. The Quince Family forge adheres to as 'honest' a business practice one can actually find in Brakmar which is posted on every sign outside the shop: Pay a fair price, or we'll break your legs. GUARANTEED.
Favored Weapon(s): Hammer/Axe/tables/chairs/large rocks/small rocks
Family Ties: Eight Brothers: seven older, one younger. Father was a Rogue and Mother was a Iop that owned her own forge.
Favorite Foods: Bow Meow Mallows
Favorite Color(s): I like Kali. Kali is a color right?
Favorite non-combat activities: Fixing things, A hobby he picked up in early childhood when his brothers broke something in the forges, or the house, or the neighbors yard, etc...

Character Name: Dao Xiao
Nicknames: Dao-Dao, Bow-Meow-Dao-Xiao (say that six times fast), Furball
Age: 18
Appearance: Five foot seven and a little sensitive about it. A silvery white furred ecaflip with layered grey markings, his bright blue eyes go cross-eyed sometimes when flustered or confused. He is followed almost constantly with the sound of bone grinding against bone as his two hand carved gambling die are being rubbed against each other in his hand, he rarely noticing his own nervous habit all the while his tail snaking behind him and knocking over loose objects much to his detriment when trying to sneak
Race/Class: Ecaflip
Nation: Amakna
Short bio: Dao was delivered in the dead of night to the Trool Fair in a straw basket as a baby. The former lead magician, a Pandawa, his wife a stagehand, and their only daughter with dreams of being an acrobat that never quite came to fruition took Dao in out of the rain. Learning to entertain crowds since he could walk and how to take peoples money as soon as he could understand the concept of Kamas, It was not long before he began to grow bored of spinning yarns about the future behind a crystal ball or scamming people out of what little they had brought to the fair with simple sleight-of-hand tricks with cards. Some children dreamed of running away to join the circus but all Dao Xaio wanted was to run away and join the real world. A legitimate business? Real jewelry and tonics? That was a real adventure.
Favored Weapon(s): Dice, Cards, bag of talcum powder to the face
Family Ties: His adoptive parents are off somewhere performing no longer with the Trool Faire, his one sister lost wandering the world
Favorite Foods: Breaded Fish
Favorite Color(s): Gold, gold, GOOOLD
Favorite non-combat activities: polishing rocks, hitting on pretty girls

Character Name: Winchester Benelli
Nicknames: Winchester, Stop thief!, YOU @#$*#+%
Age: 22
Appearance: For most rogues, being easily identifiable is a liability. Winchester is not afraid to ditch his current clothes in favor of a quick disguise though the commonality of his wardrobe includes a black mask over his face, a stylish dueling pistol with flying fish embossed onto a whale-bone handle, and a devilish smirk on his face. Not without pride, he does tend to sport a Carp Cap far more often than he should all while claiming it to be the height of Sufokian Fashion.
Race/Class: Rogue
Nation: Sufokia
Short bio: Winchester had a pleasant childhood. He had hard working parents that are both still alive, was educated based on aptitude by the Sufokian Royal Naval Academy and by all means has had absolutely no reason to turn out like the little prick that he is. While he still sends money to support his parents in their retirement he was a holy terror as a teenager. Were it not for above average marks in the academy he would have long ago been expelled for his unabashed love of vandalism and rumors of blackmail and extortion of his former classmates and it is highly believed that another student; who's scholarship had been terminated in Winchester's second year for having been the head of an underground Brakmarian-Root-Beer-Trade-Ring on campus grounds, may have actually been orchestrated by the Rogue himself.
Favored Weapon(s): Firearms, Small bladed weapons
Family Ties: Mother and Father whom own a fish-fry restaurant and live in a small fishing village in Northern Sufokia
Favorite Foods: Pan fried Bow-meow Fish like mom used to make
Favorite Color(s): pink
Favorite non-combat activities: Treasure hunting, Sailing, Fishing, Stealing undergarments, being kind of a jerk