Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He has wavy brown hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist, Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2500 sp. Red spinel (150 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'11" and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greatsword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. With a patchy golden beard and wild golden hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 Armorer. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Armorer.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Rich, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 23000 sp. Aquamarine (700 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Average lock. 1 Small steel mirror. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

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 is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the north to a Bricklayer, Lance learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 Bricklayer. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. He has a very tight haircut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Layabout but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Layabout hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'4" and is well dressed, constantly wearing a pastel suit, tan shirt, and blue tie. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 west. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Glassblower and was forced into it by his family; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Aquamarine (500 gp). Sard (70 gp). Zircon (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.