Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses like a well dressed Ploughman does. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

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 is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and expand his business

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His long chestnut hair reaches down to his waist. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is a great chef.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His silver hair is greasy and uncared for. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Simon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 900 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Silver pearl (40 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Emerald (900 gp).

Description: He wears bulky yellow painted plate armor. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. William was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Sculptor. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Sculptor.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Debt. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Percival hails from a village terrorized by orcs. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Percival was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 48000 sp.