Description: The dark-skinned man stands 4'11" and wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Efferil abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Carrie was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 5000 sp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is tan, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 8000 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Rose (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Gennal's homeland. Gennal decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 sp. Red garnet (140 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp).

Description: 4'9" and muscular, this northern man wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. Violet garnet (1400 gp).