Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His silver hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Peridot (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman wears a pastel shirt, with a green mid length skirt with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her orange fur is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise copper. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She uses divination through singing.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is a great chef.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longbow.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears tattered old clothes. Her hair, while still mostly dark red, has prominent grey streaks. She has white eyes.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her white hair is lengthy. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Ahinar liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 160 gp.