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: He wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Scribe arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Amethyst (150 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Red garnet (150 gp). 1 Full Plate.

Description: An older man who wears a black collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, he is not a threatening figure. He has wavy red hair. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born into a rich family. 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. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 800 gp. Zircon (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Peridot (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Clerebold 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. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To be a Dyer again; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Alex will drive conversation. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bricklayer. He has worked as a Bricklayer like his mother before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a merchant again

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1200 sp.