Description: This man is very fat, and wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He wears his white hair up. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents enrolled him in a Expert school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold 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 a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is typically in his Jeweler uniform. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He worked as a nervous Jeweler and found it very stressful. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Jeweler for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 6000 sp. White pearl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.