Description: He is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Clerebold was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Chrysoprase (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He's also a talented Stableman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (2300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a green shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and green pants, and he perpetually has his lance ready. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Thervan hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'2" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a grey coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon his head. His long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Seven grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Seven. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Black pearl (200 gp).

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. 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 on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 500 gp.