Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a pastel small hat and pastel clothes. He is an epitome of beauty. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the south to a Scribe, Efferil learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100000 cp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Sensitive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp. Amethyst (50 gp). White pearl (50 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Blue star sapphire (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears his red hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Quarion 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 was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (1100 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a tan tunic with black highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Hadarai was raised in a hard working conservative environment. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a white shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white hair is braided into rings. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Enialis lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Slave. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 1000 gp.