Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his club. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 83. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears tattered old clothes, marred by sweets. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Efferil took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp). Alexandrite (1100 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Butcher. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A gifted student he started as a Armorer, but he got bored and became a Butcher. He has worked as a Butcher like his father before him.

Motivation: To be a Armorer again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 pp. White opal (1000 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.