Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His golden hair is still thick. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Efferil liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He got into the Architect business at a young age. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Debt. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1800 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (110 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings, and is pretty ugly. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the right. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in a small desert village. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1100 gp. Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Amber (100 gp). Jade (100 gp).

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He has shaved his head bald. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vanuath isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Vanuath lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his green robe. He has dyed his greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

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. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Healer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Marshal, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and doesn't want to be a marshal and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2700 gp. Obsidian (12 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).