Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: The child of a Roofer, who enjoyed hunting, Naill was taken on many hunting expeditions. When Naill reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'0" when asserting himself. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in a small desert village. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He carries with him a set of clubs on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. Through the years after Thamior was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thamior's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Malachite (8 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his hammer. His white hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Baker mother left him crippled. 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 is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 70 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (800 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a long, black cloak. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Laucian was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Laucian was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Family, Poor, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1100 gp.