Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Naal's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 210 pp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull blue iron scale mail. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Tharivol wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tharivol was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Butcher and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 110 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He carries a battered greataxe and tarnished rapier as well. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. The war was a terrible time for him, and Varis does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has achieved small success as a Mason.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This western man tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. His head has been shaved. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the west were limited. 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. Efferil 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 an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2900 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1500 gp). Jeweled electrum ring (6000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished hammer as well. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.