Description: This man stands a little under 4'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Unemployed arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. After a long history of fighting, Efferil and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He wears his chestnut hair up. He is baby faced.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (90 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and yellow robe with the hood down. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 pp.