Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Efferil reached his early adolescence his Elf father 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 500 pp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Black opal (1000 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). Carnelian (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Black pearl (700 gp). Hematite (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'10", this man dresses like a well dressed Cook does. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in a small desert village. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new cook responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His white eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Morthos was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1400 gp. Obsidian (8 gp). White opal (1500 gp). Rose (40 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Red garnet (110 gp). Emerald (1500 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He is physically well-built. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Tanner born in the past three hundred years. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 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 bastard sword and tarnished falchion as well. His cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Spring was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.