Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is dressed in an above average manner. His moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When Nuraval reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuraval fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her silver eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her first spouse was a Sellsword, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A 3'6" southern man, he wears a tan shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and white pants. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born in the south. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Wiggens took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. His hair is long and red with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born to a Engraver, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Skûn took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Skûn and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.