Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sickle, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He is bald on top and has large white tufts of hair around his ears. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Nuraval is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2400 gp. Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Red garnet (140 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Golden pearl (140 gp). Rose (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, marred by beers. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Gimgen was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright red and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is blonde and curly. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 8000 cp. Red garnet (150 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Red-brown spinel (150 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears a grey shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is white and curly. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the west to a Dilettante, Kilvar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.