Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down, and is pretty ugly. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp. Star rose quartz (70 gp). 1 Antitoxin. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He has a very tight haircut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Percival isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a tan coat over a yellow low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gifted student he started as a Painter, but he got bored and became a Crown-heir. He's also a talented Painter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and many brigands want him driven away

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (500 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing and is in decent physical shape. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears a grey shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and red pants, and his gloved hand is found clutching a quarterstaff. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Architect. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 39000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.