Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length white hair. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born to a Baker, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Clerebold was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Clerebold decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. 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: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Superior lock.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Gomory is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He was taken from his home at a very young age. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Poor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 500 sp. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. He has green eyes and a blue hat with a grey feather.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dustin isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. 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, Dustin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Dyer business at a young age. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Dyer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dyer.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his blonde hair up. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Gomory was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Herbalist. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.