Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries a battered whip and tarnished glaive as well. His red crest is heavily combed to the right. He has a dull look in his gold eyes.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Sethrekar was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Sethrekar's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sethrekar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 42000 sp.

Description: He wears professional attire, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has a very tight haircut. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fisher born in the past three hundred years. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Fisher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fisher for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, In love. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants, marred by chocolates. His white hair is lengthy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Roge was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mortician.

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; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 9000 gp. Brown-green garnet (140 gp). Banded agate (11 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears silk and lounges about seductively. His fur is orange and curly. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Five took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 330 gp.