Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, white shirt, and black tie. He has a very tight haircut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Clerebold was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Clerebold lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Servant they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Dilettante, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and doesn't want to be a dilettante and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Randal's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, 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: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

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 is fiercely devoted to his father, and views his father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Clerebold was born the youngest of three triplets. His childhood dream was to be a Ploughman, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and doesn't want to be a priest and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: He usually wears his blue robe and has his scimitar always slung over his shoulder. He is physically well-built. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Secretive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Spyglass. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Crowbar. 1 Backpack.