Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

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. Through the years after Percival was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Percival's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. Rhodochrosite (16 gp). Carnelian (60 gp).

Description: With grey face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His hair is silver and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Diggory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized pastel coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His head has been shaved. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born into a rich family. His first spouse was a Server, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. After a long history of fighting, Jocelyn and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Layabout and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp).

Description: He wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He wears his golden hair down. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes giants are coming to abduct people. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He comes from a rich western family. At a young age his father died while driving off some giants. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in hammer use. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Tourmaline (50 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is singed and shortened. He is baby faced.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp.