Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scimitar with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: Naal was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Enemies, In love, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2000 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a scythe on his belt. His white hair is long and unkept. His eyes are violet.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss 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 wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 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 wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 94. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove his worth to the world

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 pp. Sard (80 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.