The followers of Dhaelhel, The Old God of the Sky, and those that seek to prevent Naar rising into absolute power in order to preserve Terra.
A Holy Cleric who summoned an Old God of Arcanum in order to banish the shadow of Naar on Terra.
A young elven girl with bright eyes, an unmatched curiosity, and an unstoppable charm.
A Tall Elvish wanderer, wearing a hood and cloak over his ancient armor. The usually bright eyes are, these days, more often pale and colorless.
Seven foot three, the one-armed beast of a man is imposing enough. With his distressing array of scars, mauled armor, and massive blade, he is a brutish force of strength and endurance.
One of the two remaining members of the Firestorm Clan. A stout Dwarf, modest height of four-foot-six. He is still young, being only forty-seven, with bright blue eyes and a bushy black beard.
The three foot five, fifty three pound, white haired little man that is Techno-Engineering Assassin Glixenheimer Bolargian Jibbnoticous. Seems a bit eccentric, and usually has a number of devices on his person.
An Ork Warrior, formerly of the Nalinathrian Legions.
The currently deceased man known as Jarlas Fraiture; Mysterious in his ways, but DEAD sexy to the ladies. See what I did there?
A Paladin of the Twilight Guard; and an Adept wielder of the Starlight.
A Man, seemingly, of noble bearing and simple skills. Beneath the guise, however, he is a force to be reckoned with.
The Old God of the Sky.
A seeker of Fame. She'll throw herself into any adventure as long as she can go down into the record books.
A wandering nomadic woman who lives in the woods.
A sand assassin from the wastelands from the Raktakash Sand Tribe.
[quote]Sometimes, you just have to travel the road that's not there.[/quote]
'Our lives are given meaning in the beginning.. It just may take time for that meaning to be seen.'