Description: He likes to wear yellow tank tops with red pants. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. 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 comes from a rich eastern family. Through the years after Clerebold was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Clerebold's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Assassin and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His black hair is long and unkept. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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 in the north. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 2500 sp. Alexandrite (900 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a white coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small white clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (10 gp). 1 Holy water.

Description: He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, and carries morningstars. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. When Drogo reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Military, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp.