Description: He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1400 sp. 1 Simple lock. 1 Silk rope.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. His hair is silver and very short. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born to a Roofer, his father struggled to pay the bills. After coming to the age of reason, Shane took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2500 sp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

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 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Servant. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Henry reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Simple lock. 1 Crowbar.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father 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 bought a crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp.