Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Sailor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. Efferil 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. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 5000 sp. Citrine (80 gp). Red garnet (50 gp). Onyx (80 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'5". He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. His scarlet crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 6000 sp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Jade (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished bow as well. His dark red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: The child of a Shoemaker, who enjoyed hunting, Morthos was taken on many hunting expeditions. In his youth he was a Shoemaker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. 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 raise his children well; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 800 sp. White pearl (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp).

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of daggers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Through the years after Nuraval was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Nuraval's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp.