Description: He stands about 5'9" and likes to wear black tank tops with brown pants. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his mother's many stories. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Human conditions. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Moonstone (50 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She wears her black hair down. Her ears are large.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Oriel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Oriel took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 6000 sp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a black tunic with violet highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is chestnut, braided, and well cared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born to a Doctor, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to reunite with his absent mother

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer, Family, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 6000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a violet coat. Her head has been shaved. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing writing.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Beatrice was born on a far western desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mortician. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 600 gp.