Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Farmer born in the past three hundred years. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has achieved small success as a Farmer.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: An older man who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull brown iron scale mail, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Percival grew up listening to his father's many stories. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. During his travels, Percival and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Percival discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Percival fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Flaws: Sensitive, Racist, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Holy water.

Description: This man is very fat, and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a Hunter, his father struggled to pay the bills. In his 16th 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and he desires to right it; and many goblins want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 16000 cp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'2". He wears just a violet suit. His hair is red and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Richard learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: To be a Ploughman again; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and he perpetually has his dagger ready. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 30000 cp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp).