Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His red hair and beard is wavy and long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Clerebold does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the south. 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 26000 sp. 1 Good lock. 1 Spyglass. 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'0" when asserting himself. His red hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Trym is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Trym took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Tanner. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Miller again; and balancing his hectic life and new tanner responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has silver hair. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Farmer. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His white hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. The war was a terrible time for him, and Alexandre does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cartwright hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.