Description: He has a missing left leg. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Efferil reached his early adolescence his Half-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 recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: He wears brown trousers with yellow and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Paelias was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Paelias 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 11000 sp. Blue sapphire (800 gp). Rich purple corundum (800 gp). Eye agate (4 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'7". He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His tied-back hair is red. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Hunter first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born into a rich family. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has achieved small success as a Hunter.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars, and is pretty ugly. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Enialis was born the youngest of three triplets. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bather they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Glassblower, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. White pearl (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.