Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". He wears a black cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings, and his gloved hand is found clutching a halberd. His crest is white and very short. His red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 80. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. 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: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Sethrekar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He wears black leather gloves, a black jacket, and tight pants. His blue hair is heavily combed to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Cressel isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 90 gp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she is dressed in an above average manner. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Portia is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Portia was born with her mother's beautiful face. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the right. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Erias 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Everburning torch.