Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he usually wears his yellow robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a tattooed face.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Uthemar was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Locksmith. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 4000 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2000 gp. Rich purple corundum (600 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp). Rose (20 gp).

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is short and white. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Koeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Wizard, 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 Wizard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). 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: To reunite with his old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (140 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.