Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. He has red hair. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Percival never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Flaws: Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, In love, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Black pearl (500 gp). Rich purple corundum (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks, and is pretty ugly. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He is baby faced.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He takes great joy in being the best Engraver in town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Lewis 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (9 gp).

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is braided into rings. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born in the south to a Herbalist, Rolf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Hedonist, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Tanner. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He comes from a rich western family. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 28000 cp.

Description: A 5'6" southern man, he prefers to wear flannel. His hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. 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. Drogo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Assassin they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and to reunite with his absent mother

Bonds: Attractive, Family, Slave, Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.