Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His golden hair is long and unkept. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Uthemar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair is chestnut and curly. His black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is a great chef.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Glassblower and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Silver holy symbol. 1 Average lock.

Description: He wears long strands of opal and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Corkitron was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Cartwright. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Corkitron fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Good lock.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He carries a battered shield and tarnished bastard sword as well. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Burgell speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Burgell fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1100 gp. Sardonyx (20 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'11". He wears a grey vest and prefers blue and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a sai. He has no fur. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 cp.