Description: He prefers to wear flannel. His purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: Raam was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His first spouse was a Animal Trainer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Emotional. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 sp. Eye agate (16 gp). Blue quartz (16 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Malachite (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This malnourished man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Military. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 2300 sp. Moonstone (70 gp). Coral (80 gp). Moss agate (5 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 wears a white collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 8000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.