Description: This exceptionally lanky man likes to wear white tank tops with grey pants. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Aust was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. His first spouse was a Spy, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Family, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (700 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Solid gold idol (700 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: The child of a Beggar, who enjoyed hunting, Dreali was taken on many hunting expeditions. Dreali was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Apothecary. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 pp. Citrine (70 gp). Jade (120 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). Rose (70 gp). Jet (120 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.