Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He usually wears his tan robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted martial powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 100000 cp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Rose (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Golden pearl (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with pastel pants. He carries a battered warhammer and tarnished sickle as well. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. 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. William fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Racist. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Obsidian (12 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp).

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light violet in addition to tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Gifted from a young age, Roland studied abroad. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Peridot (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp). Zircon (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. Patrick 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 26000 sp.