Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is typically in his Cook uniform. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He got into the Cook business at a young age. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cook for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Job, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He carries with him a set of maces, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. 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: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 70 pp. Black pearl (1400 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his bow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has moderate length red hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born into a rich family. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Glassblower. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and expand his business

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Amber (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears a blue top hat and blue clothes, marred by chocolates. He has wavy white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished lance as well. With bright black hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 60000 cp. Zircon (20 gp).