Description: This man is very fat, and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He wears his brown hair down. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Clerebold is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 is greedy.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and his gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. His head has been shaved. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Frederick was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 pp. Violet garnet (900 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Disguise kit.

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. He has a very tight haircut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the west to a Servant, Manfred learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Servant and found it very stressful. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Servant for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Servant responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His hair is cut close to his head. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Wymar will drive conversation. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born into a rich family. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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 desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 90 pp. Obsidian (10 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).