Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Percival was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 500 gp. Iolite (40 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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. He found a children's book about a Human Monk 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'3". He wears a green collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a glaive. He wears his golden hair down. His face is scarred and worn.

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 is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. John took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is an epitome of beauty. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. 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 is unsatisfied with his job; and expand his business

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.