Description: This late middle aged man dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time and is in decent physical shape. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He comes from a rich western family. 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. Efferil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He sports a long chestnut beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Cook arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This man prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. 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: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his father. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Servant. He struck the Servant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 170 pp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. After a long history of fighting, Nim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1900 gp. Deep green spinel (60 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Riardon was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1500 gp.