<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/e3Zoqyg.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Aster Draseil</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP = 11<br/>Spell Slots 1=[ ]</strong></div></div></div></div><hr/><hr/><br/><em>Aster actually enjoyed the trip more than he should have. He was in company of a caravan after all, and 6 is already a huge crowd, not counting his mates and the caravan. It was the first time he was sent on a mission by AcqInq, so he had to give a good impression... Or so did Ford said before he accepted the job. He wondered what the others though of Ford and Crim, after all they were all there on that long trip, but so far nobody even mentioned them. It was kinda rude... Or maybe he was the one being rude for not introducing?<br/><br/>Crim said that it was probably nothing, so he simply let it pass for now.<br/><br/>They arrived at the rural village of Eveningstar, their new home for the next days, weeks or months, however much it lasted. But at least the place was not as overwhelmingly caged as the big city.<br/><br/>Aster sat on the same table as Nyssa and Aspen. <strong>"Well, I am not much into sitting a lot right now, its been sitting here and there since we left the Sword Coast. Ford is actually very tired, he went to sleep."</strong> He grunted a bit adjusting to the seat, but the smell calmed his nerves. It got stronger now that he was claming down. <strong>"Yeah, we would like the same."</strong><br/><br/>"Make it double." This time something felt odd on his way of speaking, it was loose and he gave a big smile, something not usual to Aster. It was Crim speaking.</em><br/><br/><hr/>