Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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, Percival is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After a long history of fighting, Percival and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers white and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Cook hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a violet scarf. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Alexandre was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Carter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Marshal. His golden hair is braided into rings. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. 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. Frederick took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and blue robe with the hood down. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Arnold will drive conversation. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: He was born in a small desert village. A freak accident while working with his Priest mother left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.