Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is braided into rings. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a black collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long brass crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has red eyes and a black hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Mreksh is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Mreksh was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who very much looks the part of a Herbalist. His long white fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Moon is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Moon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Miner again.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her dark red hair is singed and shortened. She has white eyes.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, In love, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 20 gp. Rose (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.