Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple brown robe with blue stripes complete with hood. His hair is short and white. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Nuraval hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in greatsword use. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 9000 cp. Banded agate (4 gp). Chrysoberyl (70 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and is dressed in earthy colors with a white and black handkerchief worn on his left side. His silver crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His eyes are likewise red. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1900 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants, he is not a threatening figure. His black fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are green.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. He has achieved small success as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and balancing his hectic life and new bookbinder responsibilities is difficult

Bonds: Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a greatsword on his belt. He carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished greatsword as well. His gray fur is heavily combed to the left. His skin is flawless and his yellow eyes scan people very quickly.

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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trail fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Eye agate (9 gp). Smoky quartz (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp).