Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His first spouse was a Tanner, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and doesn't want to be a assassin and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This woman wears professional attire. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her right hand. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mercenary but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Emma was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mercenary. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Mercenary responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Gruff and masculine

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

Description: He wears a grey vest and prefers violet and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His hair is long and brown with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. 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: To get a good night's sleep; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.