Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He very much looks the part of a Barber. His crest is short and scarlet. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sethrekar grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 370 gp. Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Banded agate (9 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This late middle aged man wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available he will default to his ceremonial dagger and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Adventurer; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His brown eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. Now he works as a music tutor during his time off.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Nuraval was born with his mother's beautiful face. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 2400 sp.

Description: This southern man wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His clothes are grease stained in places. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sellsword hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Holy water.