Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'4" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His blonde hair is lengthy. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Percival is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Percival liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 10000 cp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great joy in being the best Stylist in town.

History: Diggory was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has worked as a Stylist like his mother before him.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Through the years after Balimaar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Balimaar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of scythes on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Manfred 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. Manfred liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.