Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a tan shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and brown pants. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor he uses now. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 gp. Bloodstone (60 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, grey shirt, and white tie. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

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. 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. 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. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is a husky man, who likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The war was a terrible time for him, and Godfrey does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the west to a Engraver, Godfrey learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Godfrey took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Engraver for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear flannel. His hair is brown and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His brown hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.