Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a grey collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. A true patriot, Percival would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born in the west. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 11000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Malachite (13 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tan tunic with green highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of warhammers on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Miller who has hired him part-time. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of a Mayor, who enjoyed hunting, Randal was taken on many hunting expeditions. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Randal's homeland. Randal decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Gilbert took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Passionate. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 900 sp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This southern man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Guard. His clothes are grease stained in places. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He has all his life been fascinated with writing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Guard hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.