Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 11000 sp. Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp).

Description: 6'5" and muscular, this southern man is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. He is baby faced.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of longbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drogo grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a yellow collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy white hair. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is an amazing painter.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 gp. Peridot (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (5 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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 now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (130 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).