Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he tends to wear a large blue jacket. His auburn hair is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He found a children's book about a Elf Wizard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp).

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Eiravel was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long white hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He became a Fortune-teller soon after.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Job, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.