Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a red collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Naal hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He comes from a rich western family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. 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: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and to be a laborer again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: 5'2" and muscular, this western man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. 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 wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His lavender fur is greasy and uncared for. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Shy. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He prefers to wear flannel, marred by chocolates. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Nazdûg was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He worked as a nervous Sage and found it very stressful. He tends to his Sage job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Sage responsibilities is difficult; and he's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 9000 cp. Amber (120 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp).