Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He wears red robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available he will default to his hand crossbow. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and balancing his hectic life and new bather responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 pp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). Lapis lazuli (6 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Pink diamond (8000 gp). Fire opal (600 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp).

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. 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 is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aust does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Aust lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 4000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (500 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of greatswords on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gennal fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 800 pp. Bloodstone (30 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). Aquamarine (1400 gp).