Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, black shirt, and pastel tie. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 brigands 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: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears dull blue sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. He wears his brown hair up. He has brown eyes and a blue hat with a green feather.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His first spouse was a Shepherd, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Gifted, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Anselm liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He is an epitome of beauty. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was born into a rich family. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 4000 sp. Iolite (70 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.