Words hurt, but hands hurt more. Grimlock began his studies as a weak a frail teenager with his heart set on being the greatest wizard of all time. Though school had other plans. Grimlock was bullied pushed around and beat down every…day. One too many days.

Grimlock decided that brains was not enough to get by in life. Grimlock would train after school hours til his knuckles were bloody and bruised. No more was he to be the victim. No more beat downs. No fear. Out spell slots? Not out of option

Taco is a silver-tongued raconteur whose laughter arrives a heartbeat before his footsteps. A comical soul with a courtier’s poise, he wields wit the way others wield steel—disarming, precise, and always smiling while doing so. By trade, Taco is an erotica artist of uncommon imagination, crafting scandalous tales and illustrations that tease the senses without ever surrendering control. His art is less indulgence and more strategy: a velvet curtain drawn just enough to command attention, then snap shut at his choosing.

Born in a warm southern land famed for hospitality, honor, and duty, Taco was raised to open doors for strangers and keep promises like blood oaths. He learned early that courtesy is not weakness—it is leverage. Like a master negotiator, he never rushes, never bluffs, and never forgets a debt. Once Taco sets his sights on a goal, his tenacity is legendary; obstacles become anecdotes, enemies become invitations, and outcomes bend toward him with an almost theatrical inevitability.

Pride sits upon Taco like a crown he pretends not to notice. He is acutely aware of his worth and will cheerfully announce it—usually with a joke, sometimes with a flourish, always with absolute confidence. He does not boast to diminish others, but because the sun does not apologize for shining. His presence fills a room; his laughter warms it; his gaze reminds you he is measuring everything.Yet make no mistake—beneath the charm lies a vow etched in iron.

Cross him, and the laughter stops.
The hospitality closes its doors.
The honor becomes judgment, and the duty becomes sentence.
Those who turn Taco’s goodwill to betrayal learn swiftly that wrath is not loud—it is thorough, patient, and final.

Tank is the steady hand at the helm and the guiding force within the Training Grounds. A veteran of countless trials, he does not rule by fear or glory, but by example. Every scar he carries is a lesson earned, every victory a reminder that strength is forged through patience, discipline, and care for those who walk beside you.

As leader of the ship, Tank charts the course through storm and shadow, ensuring no adventurer is left behind. Within the Training Grounds, he is both smith and mentor, tempering bodies, sharpening minds, and kindling hearts. He sees not what an adventurer is, but what they can become, and he commits himself fully to that transformation.

Under his guidance, warriors are not merely trained, they are forged. Not into weapons of destruction, but into resilient, capable souls ready for life’s battles and worthy of the stories they will one day tell. Tank’s creed is simple: rise together, endure together, and leave the world stronger than you found it.

Autumn Ivy is a warrior born of untamed strength and boundless creativity, a force of nature whose presence alone can stir the air like an oncoming storm. Though her power is fierce and unmistakable, it is guided by purpose—she channels her rage not as destruction, but as devotion to the stories she tells and the lives she touches.

When Autumn raises her voice, it carries the weight of ancient legend. Whether recounting epic tales, lending her spirit to living narratives, or taking on the guise of heroes and beasts through ritual garb and cosplay, she commits wholly—mind, body, and soul.

Her bond with the natural world runs deep. Though not fully sworn to the druidic circles, Autumn bears their mark: an instinctive reverence for balance, growth, and healing. She is a fierce advocate for the well-being of both body and spirit, protecting her companions as zealously as she would her chosen wilds. Guided by a beautifully chaotic heart, Autumn seeks to build more than victory—she forges sanctuary.

Around her fire, all are welcome: the battle-worn, the lost, and the hopeful alike. In her presence, laughter is a spell, belonging is a shield, and inspiration is the truest form of magic.

Aurora, born under a blood moon with Golden eyes that radiated magic. As she grew, so did her magic. Flowers bloomed where she walked, animals recovered at her touch and even the weather shifted to her moods. As a child, One winters night, she stumbled upon an injured Dragon hatchling. The dragon shook in fear but Aurora simply kneeled next to it and put her hands over the creature. A warm glow eminates from her hands and the dragon was healed, and from that moment on, stayed by her side. She named the dragon Ember. She began working closely with dragons. Learning their songs, their temperment and calmed their fury.

She became; Aurora keeper of the flame. Now she roams the lands to mend the rift between dragon and man. She has freed many dragons from chains, and changed the minds of many. Though, there are those who see her as a menace. An evil sorcerer is said to hunt dragons for their scales and power, and a prophecy speaks of a girl born under a bloodred moon who will be the savior or fall of dragon kin.

Wizis Melvuny lives his life as Chaos incarnate. His ability to craft custom devices and traps is highly prized by the wealthy with secrets that must be kept away from prying eyes.

His creations always have a fun twist like an attuned bag of holding that works as promised for the owner but is an abyssal gate to anyone else.

Having walked the realms for over 200 years, few now know his origins and even fewer know the truth since all of his stories change with each telling.

Growing up with 9 siblings, each of Jade's brothers and sisters were tasked with guarding a layer of the 9 hells. Lucky for Jade, she guarded Avernus--the top most layer of the 9 hells--and through her charisma and connections, she was able to find a way to climb out of hell by cooling twines of lava and creating vivid red cord that she now wears as a reminder of her dedication to change her own fate.

Her first decision after leaving hell was to join a monastery to work through her years of witnessing brutal wars and instead learning what peace and kindness could feel like. Jade walks cautiously on the material plane as to keep from drawing too much attention to herself while her family continues to search for her, but that doesn't stop her from enjoying the things she couldn't otherwise have experienced while in Avernus!

She learned early that blood doesn’t mean loyalty. Her parents sold her to slavers when coin mattered more than conscience, and that betrayal carved something sharp and permanent into her.

She survived by watching, waiting, and stealing back pieces of herself (keys, food, names). Her escape wasn’t noble and it wasn’t clean, but she ran and never looked back. She abandoned her birth name with the chains.

“Reckless” is what people call her now, mistaking survival instincts for chaos. She trusts little, values freedom above all else, and believes morality is a luxury for people who were never owned. She helps when it suits her, disappears when it doesn’t, and never hesitates when slavers are involved.