Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he has a large pastel mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He has a very tight haircut. His fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Aust and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 110 pp. Tourmaline (100 gp). Moonstone (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (7 gp). Pink pearl (100 gp). Blue sapphire (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Aelar was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Antagonistic. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries with him a set of greataxes on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He found a children's book about a Elf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 110 pp. Onyx (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Quarion is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. 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. Quarion took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; 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

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. He has a hunchback. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a tattooed face.

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 xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

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. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.