Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

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. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: The child of a Armorer, who enjoyed hunting, Aust was taken on many hunting expeditions. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly morningstars and scythes. He keeps his long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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, Erevan is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Erevan grew up listening to his mother's many stories. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 150 pp. Hematite (4 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Red spinel (120 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'8" when asserting himself. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Aramil was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Stylist. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's in love.

Flaws: Addict, Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is a Brewer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Nim was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Nim's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has worked as a Brewer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep blue spinel (1600 gp). Blue quartz (12 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes. and is in decent physical shape. His hair is white and very short. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.