Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a fancy grey suit. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Efferil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 50 gp. Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: 3'4" and muscular, this western man is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and red tie. His hair is auburn and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Halander is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Halander liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Red-brown spinel (90 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears skinny pants and wears a tan and brown robe with the hood down. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Fivin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1900 sp. Golden pearl (150 gp). Amber (150 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bellfounder. He keeps his long brown fur kept up in a rat tail. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Being a Bellfounder kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp.