Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a grey coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head, and is pretty ugly. His hair is brown and very short. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Percival took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's in love; and he's in love

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. His hair is brown and curly. His gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when goblins 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Bertram was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. After a long history of fighting, Richard and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was granted druidic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Malachite (15 gp).

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 wears a blue shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 gp.