Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Efferil grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A 3'8" western man, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His golden hair is cut short. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Erky lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Pígug is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Pígug was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Sculptor, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He's also a talented Sculptor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Family, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 120 gp. Moss agate (10 gp).

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To be a Shipwright again; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.