Description: Standing 5'2", this man wears a grey shirt with thin black vertical stripes and green pants. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Aust learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 12 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 pp. A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A delicate silver chain set with a tourmaline (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His eyes are green.

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. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Berrian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Violet garnet (1300 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 4'8" northern man, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has shaved his head bald. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Fivin reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Map Maker they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Bowyer, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 2000 gp. Red spinel (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp). Obsidian (7 gp).