Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Scribe.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he very much looks the part of a Armorer. His hair is blonde and curly. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Navigator profession.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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 Armorer. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to pay off his debts

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Military, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He likes to wear green tank tops with brown pants. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. His auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has a very tight haircut. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Aristocrat who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature morningstar.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

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 has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Cloak speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Blue quartz (11 gp). Black pearl (300 gp).