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. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (80 gp). Red spinel (80 gp).

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is physically well-built. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a Layabout first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Zircon (20 gp). Amber (90 gp). Jet (90 gp). Peridot (20 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

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 black hair is still thick. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Percival was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Percival's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of drow 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's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Moss agate (15 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. With bright auburn hair and a scraggly beard. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Frederick abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. Coral (150 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: This man is very fat, and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.