Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He wears a colorful flower in his silver hair. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Efferil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 gp. Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Golden pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern man wears tattered old clothes. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Traki studied abroad. His necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). Moss agate (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp).

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. Ahvain enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Ahvain fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Hedonist. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.