Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Efferil is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Efferil was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1000 pp. White pearl (120 gp). Golden pearl (120 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available he will default to his dagger. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miller. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Miller.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 pp. Banded agate (16 gp). Malachite (16 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 4'8" and is wearing a long, tan cloak. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his golden hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: The child of a Farmer, who enjoyed hunting, Eiravel was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Body Guard for hire.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and regain custody of his son

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1000 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Jade (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). 1 Medium magic item.