Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Adelard wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Adelard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Iolite (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He has a hunchback. He is bald on top and has large chestnut tufts of hair around his ears. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. The war was a terrible time for him, and Justin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Ploughman arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 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 feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue star sapphire (500 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He is portly but not overly obese. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'4" western man, he wears a white vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a sailor again

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Onyx (80 gp).