Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Job, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a very tight haircut. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1300 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. His hair is cut close to his head. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He is a Jackalwere in disguise. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: Standing 6'0", this man tends to wear a large white jacket. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Ralf wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and expand his business

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 40 pp. Carnelian (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.