Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. He carries with him a set of greatswords, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and golden with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Nuraval was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Junk Dealer, but he got bored and became a Apothecary. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Religious, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 80 pp. Deep green spinel (140 gp). Bloodstone (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a blue coat. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His copper eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Tabaxi culture. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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. Flame fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown fur is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp).

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy blonde stubble. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has a hunchback. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His childhood dream was to be a Blacksmith, but he was a colossal failure. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.