Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a tan coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces O like U

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

Description: This northern man wears skinny pants and wears a grey and pastel robe with the hood down. His clothes are grease stained in places. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Lamlis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red spinel (100 gp). Violet garnet (1400 gp). Deep blue spinel (1400 gp). Rhodochrosite (4 gp). Banded agate (4 gp).