Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'3" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nuraval grew up listening to his father's many stories. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He became a Navigator soon after.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 170 gp. Carnelian (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 3 Smokesticks. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has a crush on the local junk dealer

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Gold music box (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 4'11". He wears tattered old clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered orcs who tried to eat his hand. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. 2 Antitoxin.