Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He sports a flattop hair cut. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

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 does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 4 Smokesticks. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: He is a husky man, who sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His silver hair is braided into rings. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

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 will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a navigator again

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Crown-heir uniform. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. A friendly and beautiful Human, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Balimaar was born the youngest of three triplets. His childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Crown-heir for the past few years.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a fancy brown suit. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Kyle was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many violet ritualistic tattoos. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. 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. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1200 sp.