Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 10 pp. Chalcedony (60 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). 4 Holy water. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: This man wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His orange fur is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Reirak was born on a far western island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Miller. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short pastel dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Stylist. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Stylist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Old masterpiece painting (700 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Fargas lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Fargas alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Sailor they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Apothecary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 160 pp. Chrysoprase (40 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Sardonyx (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.