Description: Standing 4'9", this man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Hadarai hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Emerald (1100 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Jet (70 gp). Hematite (12 gp). Deep green spinel (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'5" and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Naal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Hematite (4 gp).