Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor. His hair is blonde and very short. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Brewer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Efferil was born with his mother's beautiful face. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Brewer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Brewer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 400 pp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'3" and wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is singed and shortened. He has violet eyes and a yellow hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. 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, Dreali is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 3000 gp. Iolite (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he wears a brown small hat and brown clothes. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He became a Barber soon after.

Motivation: To be a Apothecary again.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 6000 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.