Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Percival was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Percival abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortspear, just in case. He is portly but not overly obese. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Tailor business.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Locksmith. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Locksmith. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and a deep hatred of brigands

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 200 gp. Banded agate (8 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Alexandrite (200 gp). Rhodochrosite (8 gp). 1 Everburning torch. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His golden hair is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. 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, Rolf is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears long strands of amber and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His head has been shaved. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Sellsword profession.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has worked as a Server like his father before him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Bullseye lantern. 1 Hourglass.