Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Marshal. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 8000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (50 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a Layabout, his father struggled to pay the bills. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. During his travels, Skoth and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Skoth discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Skoth fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Paelias 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 Paelias. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 4'2" and is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His head has been shaved. His ears are large.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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 several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.