Description: He wears a fancy blue suit. He carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished longsword as well. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Percival was born with his father's beautiful face. 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 now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He is content; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. Red spinel (100 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He wears his blonde hair up. He has green eyes and a blue hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He is mildly Human supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair and beard is wavy and long. His brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. In his 18th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His auburn hair is cut short. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. His childhood dream was to be a Servant, but he was a colossal failure. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp. A delicate brass dragon egg (30 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty violet coat over it. His brown hair is long and unkept. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Drogo grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Drogo. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.