Description: This man is very fat, and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his brown hair down. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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: He is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has wavy golden hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He got into the Scribe business at a young age. 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 Scribe. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Disguise kit.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His tied-back hair is blonde. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His first spouse was a Animal Trainer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a servant and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 900 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). Carnelian (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'1". He 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, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His hair is cut close to his head. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Wymar will drive conversation. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 90 pp. Obsidian (10 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).