Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished falchion as well. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nuraval took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: 6'10" and muscular, this eastern man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Through the years after Xappan was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Xappan's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured and is in decent physical shape. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times, and she perpetually has her axe ready. Her hair is blonde and very short. Her green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Miner arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Simple lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He is a Jackalwere in disguise. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.