Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has no hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is a great chef.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Clerebold liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Jet (140 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Mercenary does. His golden hair is lengthy. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 55. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mercenary business.

History: He is a Lamia in disguise. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 17000 cp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He very much looks the part of a Layabout. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. After coming to the age of reason, Conrad took it upon himself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has worked as a Layabout like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries a battered bow and tarnished pickaxe as well. His hair is short and silver. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Norman was born the youngest of three triplets. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Norman alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and likes to wear white tank tops with black pants. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is thinning but still full. He has brown eyes and a white hat with a black feather.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Locksmith who has hired him part-time. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born to a Soapmaker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp.