Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. 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: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Fletcher hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature club.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, brown shirt, and yellow tie. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in the west. Because his mother participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his father from journeying west to reunite his family. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moonstone (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'5". He wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a flail. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Riardon liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 gp. Hematite (6 gp).