Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. His golden hair is lengthy. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his youth he was a Weaver, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her eyes are violet.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Banded agate (5 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears blue trousers with yellow and red striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small blue clips. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered north to less war torn lands. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Architect and was forced into it by her family; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished axe as well. She has no crest. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. 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. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.