Description: This dark-skinned male wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Percival was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Percival was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Server. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Brewer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Server, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He has shaved his head bald. His skin is flawless and his violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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 left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Jade (40 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (400 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor, and is pretty ugly. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Dyer. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Manfred was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Dyer. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Dyer for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Farmer again.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 200 gp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His black hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Randal is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Randal liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and doesn't want to be a farmer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp). Carved bone or ivory statuette (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp).