Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his black robe. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Efferil abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Merchant and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: To protect his home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moss agate (5 gp). Black pearl (1600 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 gp. Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his ceremonial dagger, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Naeris's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Naeris took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Coral (80 gp).