Description: He stands about 5'1" and is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, tan shirt, and violet tie. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Uthemar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This dark-skinned male wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He wears his black hair down. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1300 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (40 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He has shaved his head bald. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Galinndan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: Galinndan was born the youngest of three triplets. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp).

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this eastern man is dressed in an above average manner. His hair is cut close to his head. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A true patriot, Berrian would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: The child of a Sage, who enjoyed hunting, Berrian was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Berrian took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a blue collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is content.

Flaws: Emotional, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 gp.