Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He likes to wear brown tank tops with green pants. He has white hair. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Nuraval wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Cleric, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Nuraval was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Family, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around his ears. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. While he appears to be a normal Gnome, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Rimple was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of giants

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She wears a green feathered hat and green clothes. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her white crest is singed and shortened. She has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress) and is in decent physical shape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Hobart took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His rusty crest is greasy and uncared for. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born in the north to a Crown-heir, Salasar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.