Description: This tall, slender man wears a tan small hat and tan clothes. He wears his auburn hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Efferil hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born to a Armorer, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gifted student he started as a Armorer, but he got bored and became a Layabout. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (40 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (4000 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (60 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (1400 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a crossbow on his belt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Immeral reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Immeral and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 gp. Obsidian (4 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: A pudgy man standing about 4'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a flail on his belt. His tied-back hair is blonde. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Fivin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He worked as a nervous Fortune-teller and found it very stressful. 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. Fivin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand his business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3000 gp.