Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. His hair is chestnut and very short. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Naal was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Naal and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (13 gp). Onyx (80 gp).

Description: She likes to wear black tank tops with brown skirt, and carries falchions. Her chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Laborer and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is an amazing painter.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thradal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears long strands of emerald and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He takes great joy in being the best Ruler in town.

History: Born in the north to a Ruler, Ulblyn learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. In his youth he was a Sellsword, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.