Description: Runty and weak-looking, he likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His hair is brown and very short. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Efferil was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears bulky black painted plate armor. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barkeep profession.

History: Theriatis was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gifted student he started as a Barkeep, but he got bored and became a Locksmith. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1400 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (80 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a fancy green suit. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1500 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (60 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy white stubble. He wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. He has a hunchback. He keeps his white hair in a flapper bob. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 600 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). Lapis lazuli (10 gp). Alexandrite (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Junk Dealer born in the past three hundred years. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He struck the Junk Dealer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.