Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat, and carries rapiers. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Recently a tribe of goblins 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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 the west. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 3100 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a fancy grey suit. He sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Mindartis abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2500 gp. Onyx (70 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a brown shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Rolen is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. His first spouse was a Banker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Red spinel (160 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Hematite (15 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a grey coat. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Naill is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A freak accident while working with his Masseuse mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Alexandrite (1100 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Red spinel (60 gp).