Description: An older man who wears a simple black robe with tan stripes complete with hood, he is not a threatening figure. He sports a flattop hair cut. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Tailor. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Tailor business.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has worked as a Tailor like his mother before him.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again.

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears bulky brown painted plate armor. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

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 uses divination through singing.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. 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 is greedy; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He has a very tight haircut. He wears a mask on his face.

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. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Clerebold reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Clerebold speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. 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: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 cp.