Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He is physically well-built. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Efferil will drive conversation. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Efferil was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Cartwright. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1600 gp. Azurite (9 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a kukri, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger. He wears a feathered hat to hide his balding. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He got into the Dyer 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 Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Dyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a red tunic with black highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Erdan studied abroad. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 6000 sp. Violet garnet (200 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it, he is not a threatening figure. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He tends to his Crown-heir job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is obsessed with his god.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with his Interpreter father left him crippled. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Interpreter they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Beggar, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100000 cp.