Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a tan collared shirt and pastel pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His silver hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears skinny pants and wears a white and black robe with the hood down. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. 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 loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. Tourmaline (40 gp). Zircon (30 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail, he is not a threatening figure. His long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has amber eyes and a grey hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Richard was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: 5'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has styled his auburn hair well, parting it to the right. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. 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: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 2200 sp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his mace with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and he perpetually has his mace ready. His silver hair is long and unkept. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Dean is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.