Description: 5'9" and muscular, this southern man wears a black shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Aust took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aust fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a kukri on his belt. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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 was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Cimer took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (60 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Ur-Lasu grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Ur-Lasu. Being a Sailor kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and 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

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Dûgz's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Adventurer.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable, Extrovert. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.