Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has chestnut hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Efferil alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Efferil was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and someone believes him a fraud

Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Religious, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue quartz (7 gp).

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case, and carries swords. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes are amber.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. 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 takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and expand his business

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: This malnourished man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Beiro was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 8000 gp. Star ruby (800 gp). Hematite (15 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Ahvain took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Medium magic item.