Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears a brown vest and prefers black and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has golden hair. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Aust was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1500 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (90 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and carries pickaxes. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. After coming to the age of reason, Dreali took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue-white diamond (8000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Red spinel (140 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a blue scarf. He is an epitome of beauty. His hair is long and white with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling green 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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents enrolled him in a Wizard school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. 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. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted, Artistic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 3000 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp).