Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. 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: Gifted from a young age, Clerebold studied abroad. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He's also a talented Shepherd, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He is portly but not overly obese. He is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around his ears. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. 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: The child of a Tailor, who enjoyed hunting, Adam was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is long and white with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is golden, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gomory does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (70 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He keeps his long red hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork studded leather.