Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Oblar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Armorer business.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 18th 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. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 500 gp. Obsidian (10 gp).

Description: He wears a tan vest and prefers green and blue shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He is physically well-built. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2800 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is lean but muscular and 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. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His white eyes peer out from beneath his broad red hat.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Bathin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Just what you see.