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 an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Clerebold isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a blue scarf. He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Alexandre took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. 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 end his boredom; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He carries with him a set of flails on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A 6'1" southern man, he dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. His head has been shaved. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he's looking for his big break

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 40000 sp. Carnelian (40 gp). Amber (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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. His hair is short and black. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and doesn't want to be a mortician and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.