Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears green trousers with red and pastel striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He wears a colorful flower in his blonde hair. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Efferil was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1200 gp. Blue sapphire (1500 gp). Clear bright green emerald (6000 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Azurite (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 4'11", this man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Himo was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This fat southern man has a bulbous nose and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

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 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 at the edge of vast plains. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He struck the Barrister job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Amber (150 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Nutae speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 180 pp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'0" and wears a white tunic with pastel highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Erevan 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.