Description: A 5'6" western man, he usually wears his grey robe and has his trident always slung over his shoulder. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. 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 is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Carnelian (50 gp). 1 Buckler.

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her brass crest is still thick. Her gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Jheri embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Jheri reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His gold crest is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Knight arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. 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: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: A small bag of saffron. (70 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (110 gp).

Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She wears her black hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.