Description: This slender man stands about 5'11". He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He has a long auburn beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Percival was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Citrine (20 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His silver crest is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy cinnamon fur. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a hunchback. He has no fur. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Sun took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Scribe.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his silver eyes.

Personality: Raam wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Gardener. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.