Description: Standing 5'1", this man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. 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: Percival lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Job, In love, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 170 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a black small hat and black clothes. His white hair is long and unkept. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Wymar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Extrovert, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Eye agate (12 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is physically well-built. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

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. He found a children's book about a Human Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. Cloth of gold vestments (120 gp). 1 Antitoxin.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears long strands of jet and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He sports a long black beard, and similarly colored long hair. His skin is flawless and his green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp).