Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Efferil was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Efferil decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and 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

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has shaved his head bald. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Berrian is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Berrian was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1300 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1800 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he prefers to wear grey clothing when he does not wear armor. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries with him a set of spears on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 10000 cp. Silver pearl (150 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has all his life been fascinated with singing.

History: Aelar 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 money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Servant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. During his travels, Aelar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Aelar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Aelar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2000 sp.