Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and tan robe with the hood down. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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 blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Jade (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants, marred by teas. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Sardonyx (70 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'0" and muscular, this northern man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.