Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. He carries with him a set of sais on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. His chestnut hair is still thick. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. 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: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 30 pp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (800 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (800 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. He has no hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Gilbert alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a white suit. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He tends to his Brewer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 15000 cp.

Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Wymar was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He wears a violet tunic with tan highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of lances on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Arnold 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. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Arnold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Guard and was forced into it by his family.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 37000 sp.