Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He usually wears his blue robe and has his warhammer always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 pp. Citrine (80 gp). Jet (150 gp). Amethyst (150 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Obsidian (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: He stands about 4'11" and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Naal was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jasper (40 gp). Brown-green garnet (120 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Moss agate (16 gp). Black pearl (600 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: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is dressed in earthy colors with a pastel and white handkerchief worn on his left side. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Laucian speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Laucian took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (130 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (130 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (50 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1700 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.