Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. He is baby faced.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Percival was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears tattered old clothes. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His black hair is braided into rings. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. At some point he was captured by goblins and was tortured. After several years of this he finally managed to escape. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Religious, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. He has green eyes.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Bertram took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. Being a Mortician kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and to settle down with his crush

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 gp. Red-brown spinel (70 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp).

Description: He tends to wear a tan poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has blonde hair. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 plays an instrument quite well.

History: Lance lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mortician for hire.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, and carries glaives. His auburn hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving A true patriot, Gilbert would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Gilbert grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 47000 sp.