Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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. Aust took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His hair is white and curly. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He prefers to wear tan pants and tee shirts. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates illithids. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. 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: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Dreali was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 5000 gp. Jade (150 gp). Pink pearl (150 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Blue star sapphire (1500 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Silver pearl (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp).