Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Clerebold 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. Clerebold decided he wanted neither the life of his mother 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and many brigands want him driven away

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. He wears his blonde hair up. He has green eyes and a blue hat with a red feather.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gerald 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a Shepherd soon after.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Shepherd responsibilities is difficult; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a blue shirt with thin black vertical stripes and red pants. He wears his red hair up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears professional attire. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Fisher mother left him crippled. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep green spinel (50 gp).