Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Naal reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sellsword.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Enialis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a tight pastel one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 east. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Rhodochrosite (5 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Emerald (800 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Freshwater pearl (5 gp).