Description: He wears pastel robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a club, but if one is not available he will default to his greataxe. He is physically well-built. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his feathered pastel hat.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Clerebold was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. 4 Holy water. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Sard (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp).

Description: This man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his right hand. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Map Maker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 18000 sp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Sard (60 gp).

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. 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 since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a grey Stetson hat and grey clothes. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A gifted student he started as a Blacksmith, but he got bored and became a Weaver. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: Expand his business; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp.