Description: He has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. He has brown hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull pastel iron scale mail. His hair is brown and very short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Bricklayer. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Religious, Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'5" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His hair is golden and very short. His eyes are gray.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. 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, Robert is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Guardian, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'6" eastern man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He became a Sailor soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'9" when asserting himself. He has a very tight haircut. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. 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: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Ernest was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 47000 sp.