Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He is very pretty but has cold, dead 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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Nuraval does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nuraval fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Baker

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a kukri on his belt. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Theren speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. This amber eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Berrian embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A gifted student he started as a Laborer, but he got bored and became a Mercenary. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.