Description: He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on his left side, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. His red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Efferil 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. 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 protect his home; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 4000 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Lapis lazuli (12 gp). Amethyst (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. His skin is flawless and his brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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 is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 12000 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is wearing a long, yellow cloak. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Ahvain was born with his father's beautiful face. He worked as a nervous Stableman and found it very stressful. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.