Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. He wears his black hair down. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Sellsword. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Deep green spinel (140 gp). Sard (40 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Lapis lazuli (16 gp). Jet (140 gp).

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His silver hair is cut short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Halimath was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Crown-heir. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". He wears a brown top hat and brown clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. His tied-back hair is golden. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Efferil was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and doesn't want to be a painter and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 300 pp. Rose (80 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Jet (120 gp). Citrine (80 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp).