Description: He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. He wears his chestnut hair down. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Percival was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His silver hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Heward lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Heward was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: This man is dressed in an above average manner. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his left hand. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Gifted from a young age, Bernard studied abroad. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a pickaxe, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. His hair is blonde and very short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Gerard was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (700 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). 4 Antitoxin. 1 Holy water. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Smokesticks.