Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a green collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Herbalist arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Patrick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (100 gp). 2 Holy water. 6 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Percival wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Fighter, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Percival was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Spice Merchant for hire.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to be a shoemaker again

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3100 sp. Amber (110 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Slave Trader. He is an epitome of beauty. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Slave Trader work with an outfit from a few towns over. Slave Trader work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black stubble. He wears tattered old clothes. He has a hunchback. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Roger 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. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Masseuse responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull white iron scale mail. His hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Fortune-teller who has hired him part-time. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Fletcher. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Lazy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 2 Holy water. 4 Tanglefoot bags.