Description: This light-skinned male wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His head has been shaved. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Clerebold was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Amethyst (110 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is content

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This tall, slender man is dressed in an above average manner. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He has worked as a Unemployed like his father before him.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Trey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, marred by sweets. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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 born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Bloodstone (40 gp). Chrysoprase (40 gp).