Description: This man wears tattered old clothes. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his right hand. His brown hair is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is dressed in an above average manner. His brown fur is braided into rings. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it, marred by teas. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Nuraval reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His red hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Veit was born with his mother's beautiful face. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 sp.