Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Servant but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He carries a battered axe and tarnished morningstar as well. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Mason. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. After a long history of fighting, Tim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'5" when asserting himself. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His mother worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled mother and took his mother's old job. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He usually wears his tan robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. 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. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 6000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear grey tank tops with yellow pants. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.