Description: This man dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. 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 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. 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, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Brewer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). 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 a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aelar studied abroad. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This late middle aged man wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a pastel coat and is in decent physical shape. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Stylist business.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 8000 gp. Hematite (14 gp). Silver pearl (70 gp). Violet garnet (600 gp). Jade (70 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is renowned for his bright grey suits and hats. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white hair. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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 is greedy; and balancing his hectic life and new adventurer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a trident on his belt. He has moderate length brown hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Rolen hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 2100 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Moonstone (60 gp). Moss agate (12 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.