Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and is pretty ugly. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Efferil was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cartwright. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Halimath isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born into a rich family. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is typically in his Mercenary uniform. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. 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: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. He tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (60 gp).

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is cut close to his head. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He takes great joy in being the best Dilettante in town.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 240 pp. Amber (50 gp). Red spinel (50 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Opinionated, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp).