Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and brown robe with the hood down, and carries pickaxes. His hair is silver and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Naal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 42000 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His hair is short and auburn. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He uses divination through singing.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Good lock.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears baggy blue pantaloons and a brown scarf, marred by teas. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarion grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarion. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He wears a grey shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the right. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is red and curly. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aura does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Aura reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Black star sapphire (900 gp). Star ruby (900 gp).