Description: 4'10" and muscular, this eastern man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He takes great joy in being the best Navigator in town.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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 falchion and armor he uses now. He has worked as a Navigator like his father before him.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has moderate length blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A powerful wizard 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. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1000 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Citrine (50 gp).

Description: He wears long strands of sapphire and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries a battered shortspear and tarnished greatsword as well. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. After a long history of fighting, Thervan and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 pp. Coral (120 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.