Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears bulky grey painted plate armor, marred by teas. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

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

Ideals: Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His white hair is thinning but still full. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: Percival is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He is a Maurezhi in disguise. 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 has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Extrovert. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (10 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (800 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is short and white. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a white shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.