Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries whips. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Percival hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his music career. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. He found a children's book about a Human Bard 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. Recently a tribe of drow 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 desires power and/or immortality; and to be a spice merchant again

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp. A small bag of saffron. (20 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears dull white sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His hair is black and curly. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human mother 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His ears are large.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the north. After coming to the age of reason, Don took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is an amazing painter.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is wearing a long, grey cloak. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is cut short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is a Miner first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Alexandre lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Family, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1300 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (900 gp).