Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a fancy black suit. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Nuraval studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a simple white robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Roger was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants revenge against brigands; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright tan and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He became a Crown-heir soon after.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a black and green handkerchief worn on his right side. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Efferil will drive conversation. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and balancing his hectic life and new sage responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. His long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Thorin wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thorin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Thorin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 sp.