Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

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. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nuraval was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 40 gp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. During his travels, Takra and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Takra discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Takra fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1700 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Iolite (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is long and black with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortspear and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'1". He dresses like a well dressed Stylist does, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His copper crest is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Depressed, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 30 pp. Carnelian (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Beloril lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Server and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1100 gp. Rose (30 gp).