Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and pastel robe with the hood down. His hair is golden and curly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Percival was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a daughter. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'2" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Charles fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 24000 sp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Barber profession.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Manfred learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Hubert took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Barrister. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his lance with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Peter was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Peter was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Seamstress. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 sp.