Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a glaive, but if one is not available he will default to his club. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Nybarg is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Nybarg was born the youngest of three triplets. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bellfounder they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Spy, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 pp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (80 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1200 gp). Solid gold idol (800 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his blonde hair down. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a great chef.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A freak accident while working with his Fletcher mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears a worn and beaten armor. He keeps his lavender fur in a pixie cut. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Tailor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 130 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp).

Description: He wears a simple brown robe with grey stripes complete with hood, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Eberk has worked very hard to control his curse. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical, Disease. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.