Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He wears skinny pants and wears a green and black robe with the hood down, marred by sweets. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. In his youth he was a Fisher, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of illithids 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his sai. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sai, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His head has been shaved. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Cook, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Cook and was forced into it by his family; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed club, just in case. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy red hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in the west. Roland was born on a far western forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Laborer. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is brown and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 Crown-heir. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Crown-heir responsibilities is difficult; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull brown iron scale mail and is in decent physical shape. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He takes great joy in being the best Scribe in town.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. 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. He's also a talented Ploughman, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Scribe responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 sp.