Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Efferil grew up listening to his father's many stories. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This malnourished man likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. He wears his golden hair up. His eyes are amber.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Aelar was born on a far northern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Fisher. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull tan sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed rapier, just in case. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. 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, Nim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Nim was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He struck the Glassblower job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Persistence, Impeccable. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 11000 sp. Jacinth (2000 gp). Malachite (8 gp).

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 wearing a long, tan cloak. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Servant. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in the south. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp).