Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered yellow stockings. He wears his chestnut hair down. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Aust was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's also a talented Baker, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Opinionated, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 2300 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Sard (50 gp).

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Eiravel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A 5'5" northern man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: Aramil is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. A freak accident while working with his Mason mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2400 gp. Black star sapphire (600 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Violet garnet (1100 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is blonde and curly. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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: Tharivol was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Tharivol abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: To reunite with his old friends; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Bonds: Attractive, In love, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 600 gp. White pearl (150 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Chrysoprase (30 gp). Hematite (4 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 600 gp.