Description: He very much looks the part of a Stableman. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and tridents. His hair is golden and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

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 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nalral took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. Being a Stableman kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Oriax never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 8000 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Black star sapphire (500 gp). Jade (130 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Iolite (30 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Black opal (500 gp). Brown-green garnet (130 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He comes from a rich western family. Fallond was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Fallond decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Frederick was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bowyer. He tends to his Bowyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 4 Smokesticks. 4 Holy water. 3 Alchemist’s fire.