Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a white coat with blue slacks. His hair is white and very short. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Spice Merchant profession.

History: Aust was born the youngest of three triplets. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Banded agate (7 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Jasper (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (400 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp). A small bag of saffron. (60 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (50 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the south were limited. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 2000 gp. Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Blue sapphire (1000 gp). Amber (100 gp). Rose (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Freshwater pearl (13 gp).