Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times, and he perpetually has his ceremonial dagger ready. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Smoky quartz (80 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Zircon (80 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). White opal (500 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, tan shirt, and blue tie. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 gp. Pink diamond (6000 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). Jacinth (6000 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Star ruby (1500 gp). Moss agate (4 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He dresses like a well dressed Marshal does, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Nutae was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has achieved small success as a Marshal.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.