Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He likes to wear grey tank tops with black pants. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Clerebold was born the youngest of three triplets. His first spouse was a Map Maker, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 16000 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears just a green suit, marred by chocolates. His red hair is singed and shortened. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1600 sp. Amethyst (130 gp). Deep green spinel (130 gp). Banded agate (7 gp).

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Bricklayer. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He got into the Bricklayer business at a young age. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. His black hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. 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: Bertram was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Logical, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp.