Description: The light-skinned man stands 6'1" and is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering his clean studded leather. He keeps his long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His first spouse was a Apothecary, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Percival never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Family, In love, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 30000 sp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy chestnut hair. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. 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. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He bought a morningstar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a fancy tan suit. His chestnut hair is cut short. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Farmer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Farmer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Farmer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Farmer responsibilities is difficult; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. His head has been shaved. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He moved out south to avoid the crime he committed. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (600 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He tends to wear a large blue jacket, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His brown hair is long and unkept. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Lance grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature halberd.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 2100 sp.