Description: The light-skinned man stands 4'1" and wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is white and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Nuraval is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Nuraval was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Marshal. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: 4'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He tends to his Navigator job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Bhevek was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student he started as a Miner, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To be a Miner again.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

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 would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Shy, Ugly. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 sp.