Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears professional attire. His hair is red and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Efferil was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His childhood dream was to be a Shoemaker, but he was a colossal failure. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. White opal (1100 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bounty Hunter. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 pp. Black pearl (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp). Rose (40 gp). Star ruby (1600 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears green trousers with violet and black striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Aramil is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Aramil lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Fortune-teller they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and money/treasure

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1000 pp. Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.