Description: This man stands a little under 4'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. 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. Nalral 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears long strands of aquamarine and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 40000 cp. Sardonyx (50 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp). Black star sapphire (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and is pretty ugly. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. He is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 15th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 210 pp. Jasper (30 gp). Azurite (7 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a red poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A freak accident while working with his Dilettante father left him crippled. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: Blue sapphire (1300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. His black hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. 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, Broce is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.