Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Efferil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 pp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1200 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp).

Description: This man usually wears his tan robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His auburn hair is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. The war was a terrible time for him, and Berrian does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born into a rich family. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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: Korfel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Korfel abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.