Description: Runty and weak-looking, he is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are violet and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Percival 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. In his youth he was a Masseuse, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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 greedy; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Weaver uniform, and he perpetually has his hammer ready. His long brown hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.