Description: He prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. He is portly but not overly obese. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 800 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He is wearing a long, black, dusty cloak, marred by beers. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Uthemar is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. The war was a terrible time for him, and Uthemar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 5000 gp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp). Iolite (20 gp). Golden pearl (150 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp). Obsidian (10 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Jet (150 gp). Hematite (10 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Sard (20 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He hates brigands. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and a deep hatred of brigands

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2000 gp.