Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Efferil has worked very hard to control his curse. Now he works as a dancing tutor during his time off.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 pp. Brown-green garnet (60 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Red garnet (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

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. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He has taken up work as a Courier and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (900 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: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His hair is chestnut and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Fivin lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Family, Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amethyst (130 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Rhodochrosite (7 gp). Alexandrite (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.