Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull green iron scale mail. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the west to a Brewer, Raer learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Brewer. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Job, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 pp. Violet garnet (1500 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Fire opal (1400 gp). Sard (20 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has no hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Gardener profession.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the east. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new stableman responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 pp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He is portly but not overly obese. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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 raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arannis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (40 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.