Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He dresses in violet turtlenecks beneath a black coat with grey slacks. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Jasper (70 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He has wavy white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Nalral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To protect his home.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He tends to wear a large green jacket. His gold crest is singed and shortened. His red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

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. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Terse, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (4000 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty grey coat over it. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Through the years after Oskar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Oskar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 370 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.