Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shield, just in case. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Clerebold was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Clerebold's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His auburn hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Quarion was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Quarion decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To be a Herbalist again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His hair is silver and curly. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, In love. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'2" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has wavy auburn hair. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 27. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'3". He is wearing a long, blue cloak, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. He has dyed his greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a quarterstaff and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 2200 gp. Eye agate (5 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Golden pearl (160 gp). Jet (160 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp).