Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: The child of a Beggar, who enjoyed hunting, Percival was taken on many hunting expeditions. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He became a Mortician soon after.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a opal on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Locksmith; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, grey shirt, and white tie. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is brown and very short. His eyes are likewise blue.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: He was born in the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. 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. Percival 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 fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

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. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries a battered flail and tarnished scimitar as well. His auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Bertram never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: In love, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp.