Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the left. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Percival will drive conversation. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Mercenary mother left him crippled. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Percival never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: In love, Mentor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull tan iron scale mail. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His hair is long and golden with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Fisher and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears dark leathers with embroidery. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

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. At a young age his mother died while driving off some drow. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in ceremonial dagger use. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a brown scarf. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His skin is flawless and his gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. 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. Wymar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 600 gp.