Description: This younger middle-aged man sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He wears his red hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: In love, Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. He carries a battered greatsword and tarnished warhammer as well. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. The war was a terrible time for him, and Roland does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Roland fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a worn and beaten armor. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is a Mortician first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He got into the Mortician business at a young age. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, he put together a working one.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 18000 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp).

Description: 5'6" and muscular, this western man dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He uses divination through singing.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and he is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, In love. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears just a blue suit. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished greataxe as well. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Balimaar hails from a village terrorized by drow. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Balimaar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Lazy, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Moss agate (14 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.