Description: He wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available he will default to his monstrous two handed axe. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his monstrous two handed axe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He keeps his brown hair in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aust was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He keeps his long copper crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tarhun does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Tarhun was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When Tarhun reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Armorer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1300 gp. Azurite (8 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Aquamarine (1200 gp). Smoky quartz (50 gp). Fire opal (500 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his right hand. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the north to a Sculptor, Patrick learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 sp. Golden pearl (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Ribbles was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Ribbles alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has achieved small success as a Interpreter.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.