Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Percival is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. During his travels, Percival and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Percival discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Percival fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 600 gp. Rhodochrosite (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has moderate length brown hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a grey shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Aldous liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a black coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He uses divination through singing.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Cory was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.