Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Clerebold is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Through the years after Clerebold was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Clerebold's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his sickle. He wears his chestnut hair up. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. 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 feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 900 gp. Chrysoprase (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His blonde hair is still thick. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Heward abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Thunderstones. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His blonde hair is lengthy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Armorer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to protect his home

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Golden pearl (60 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor. He wears his white hair down. His green eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Reynard is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Cleric school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 11000 sp.