Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His violet eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson brown hat.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Theobald was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He worked as a nervous Knight and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Knight.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. Bloodstone (70 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 6'1" and wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His black hair is braided into rings. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. 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 born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 sp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears just a yellow suit. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

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. A gifted student he started as a Gardener, but he got bored and became a Mortician. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Mortician responsibilities is difficult; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Full Plate.