Our Heroes....

Sir Ardrau Essrem Fieng, Young Master Knight – Sir Ardrau still is the honorable Knight, and will help anyone in need as he quests for the heart stone he lost over fifty years ago: An undead abomination of his former self; his skeleton is viewable through the rusty, pitted holes of his dark armor; forever doomed to this existence until the day he recovers the Heart Stone – the stone that was delivered into the dark hands of Lord Jaulvor; recovery of Oakheart has granted him some brief respite from his curse, but as little more than a spectre.

Young Master Catrina Maximoff, Princess of Easterlee – Druid Initiate; eldest grandchild of Prince Magnus, in line to inherit a Princeling seat of Easterlee due to certain key abstentions in her elder family; called Herald by the Fey; Air Mage with a touch of heightened speed, but whose strengths lie in mind manipulation; handles the responsibilities of her position(s) when required, but prefers to defer dealing with the implications of her heritage, knowing she's going to have to give her life over to them within two years; most interested in boys, friends, and defending her family.: White hair and grey eyes, just like her grandfather; slightly taller than average, with a slim build (again echoing her lineage); 16 years old.

Ranger Jack Flash – Ranger in good standing; trained with Senior Ranger Pietro Greatwood some years ago; takes very little seriously except for combat and protecting Young Master Catrina (per the request of her father); very much in Miss Rimeaea’s favor of late:  About 5’10” tall, with shoulder length black hair and almond shaped green eyes; almost always shirtless and never wears shoes; has recently added a slightly over-large black codpiece to his daily attire, worn over his blousy Druidic pants.

Young Master Poindexter – “Dex” – as he prefers and is called by his friends, in his normal dragon form is about the size of a large house cat.  He was originally saved by the druids after being severly injured.  He only remembers Barnabus coming to his aid, what attacked him and left him dor dead, he doesn't remember.  His psyche has locked that away, most likely to protect him from himself.  He became very adept with his hands and actually learned how to cook and nurture the land for fruits of all sorts.  He is a better chef then most.  He also developed a loyalty to the druids out of the kindness they showed him.  Thus why he is so close to Catrina.  He looks at her as an extension of Barnabus which needs protecting.  In short, while not truly a familiar, his role is familiar like.  As a humanoid, he has learned to shapshift into an elven figure.  Standing about 5'10" with an athletic build, his skin is copperish in color.  Much like a deep tan and very similar to his dragon hide color.  His eyes remain green, just as in his natural form with reddish hair.  While in human form, he is learning the art of swordsmanship to fight and defend.

Shen Wu Ji – polite and charming to her patrons, often giving the impression that they receive more favors than just the pleasure of watching her dance; equally polite to those she holds in disdain, though she salts her words with subtle barbs; most of the city knows the Druids have vouched for her, and that she is a performer from a far-off land; most do not realize how isolated she feels, in a strange land all alone, whose customs and even magic are totally alien to her; uses the facade of a "comfort woman" to hide her inner self; enjoys the company of other performers, appreciating their craft; befriended, counseled, and assisted by Pan, a diminutive local fire fey also in service of the Druids:  An exotic woman of exceptional beauty; almond shaped eyes so dark a brown as to seem black, (gem tones and pastels being typical eye colors in Greatwood and the surrounding territories); golden tone skin and straight black hair; attire varies from the mildly risqué to the outright scandalous, with no apparent regard for season or temperature, though she does favor Fire colors; moves with graceful precision, often looking like a part of the fires she uses as props when she dances.