Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His red hair is matted, messy, and big. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Clerebold hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Humans.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has achieved small success as a Bricklayer.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tattered pair of loose pastel pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is short and black. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Ralf is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

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

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on his right side. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Stylist for hire.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Stylist responsibilities is difficult; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He is physically well-built. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. 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. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Emotional, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man wears a brown costume with the symbols of death on his torso, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. He has green eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Barber. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. A freak accident while working with his Navigator mother left him crippled. He struck the Barber job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Violet garnet (800 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Jade (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.