Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is chestnut and very short. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of dire rats 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: Wants to work out more often; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 9000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1700 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (180 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is blonde, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 gp. Iolite (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Tourmaline (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a white Stetson hat and white clothes. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Beiro isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Beiro never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Mentor, In love, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Bloodstone (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (100 gp).