Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. He has done his best to style his white hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. 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, Naal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Artistic, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 200 pp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Blue sapphire (600 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears professional attire. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thervan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. At some point he was captured by dire rats and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. 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 auburn hair is still thick. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. 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: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 4000 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Aquamarine (1500 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.