Description: This man wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of gnolls once and for all.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Naal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He wears his blonde hair down. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Justice, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. Tourmaline (150 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has silver hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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

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 was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Marbas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Military, Slave. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. His addictions have taken their toll on his wallet, and he has found himself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 900 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His blonde hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Gnomish culture. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fonkin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Fonkin was born with his father's beautiful face. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Gnomish activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Gnomish doctor. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fonkin 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1700 gp.