Description: This slender man stands about 5'7". He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has hazel eyes and a violet hat with a blue feather.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Aust lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers brown and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. He has shaved his head bald. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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 father 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 island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Gimble took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Military, Guardian. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His blue hair is singed and shortened. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Map Maker. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Thervan was born the youngest of three triplets. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has dedicated himself to building a better village for his children.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He likes to wear tan tank tops with red pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mortician business.

History: The child of a Map Maker, who enjoyed hunting, Himo was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Map Maker; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.