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 likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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: He was raised in a plains tribe. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, orcs burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying north to reunite his family. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 13000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Citrine (70 gp). Jet (100 gp).

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized ruby on his left hand. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Human culture. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

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 left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 6'3". He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a club. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

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

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 13000 cp. Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has wavy red hair. His eyes are likewise violet.

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 feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 7000 cp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (60 gp).

Description: He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. His head has been shaved. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Percival lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.