Description: This light-skinned male wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His silver hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. A true patriot, Percival would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. A freak accident while working with his Ploughman father left him crippled. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he's in love

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90 pp. Amethyst (150 gp).

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. 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 feels threatened by others; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane, Depressed. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Henry was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished hammer as well. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Justin was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Fearful, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears dull violet sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case. He wears his blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

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, Henry 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.