Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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 shortspear and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Efferil was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He likes to wear blue tank tops with green pants. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

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

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 2000 gp. Zircon (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Jet (160 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He got into the Stylist business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Stylist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Stylist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. Erky enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erky fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed, Hedonist. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.