Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, marred by chocolates. He has a long golden beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Clerebold grew up listening to his father's many stories. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has hazel eyes and a grey hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 8000 sp.

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 long strands of ruby and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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 was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Revenge; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 24000 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He has red hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Junk Dealer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Junk Dealer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1000 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a great chef.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Randal took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.