Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has gleaming, smiling 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 disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Percival was born the youngest of three triplets. Through the years after Percival was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Percival's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Map Maker for hire.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and doesn't want to be a map maker and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2400 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He usually wears his brown robe and has his halberd always slung over his shoulder. His copper crest is thinning but still full. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Hirrathak's homeland. Hirrathak decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 370 pp. Chrysoprase (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (11 gp). Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Chrysoprase (60 gp). Malachite (11 gp). Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Star rose quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a green shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has worked as a Bounty Hunter like his mother before him.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His red hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. William enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 380 gp.