Description: This late middle aged man wears a blue collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt and is in decent physical shape. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Clerebold was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Clerebold decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is content

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His long golden hair reaches down to his waist. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Trey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 100 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Justin was born the youngest of three triplets. A gifted student he started as a Barber, but he got bored and became a Herbalist. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Hematite (5 gp). Banded agate (5 gp).