Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 900 gp. Silver pearl (140 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Beggar hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tattered old clothes. His dark red hair is greasy and uncared for. His gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A true patriot, Morthos would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Morthos was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 end his boredom; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His beige fur is matted, messy, and big. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 9000 sp. Rich purple corundum (500 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His orange fur is still thick. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 200 gp.