Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Percival was born with his father's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and expand his business

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Carpenter and was forced into it by his family; and he is greedy

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Rich, Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver pearl (60 gp). Citrine (70 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his bastard sword and is in decent physical shape. He has no hair. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 31. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is silver and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Gifted from a young age, Lewis studied abroad. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his falchion with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He worked as a nervous Fisher and found it very stressful. He has achieved small success as a Fisher.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.