Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Naal 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. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's in love; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-elven people

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson violet hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-brother.

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. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has achieved small success as a Bather.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear flannel, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born into a rich family. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. Some 5 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Ratanák never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, In love. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (70 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dull blue sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed pickaxe, just in case. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dreali does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dreali took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 19000 cp.