Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shield with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shield, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He is a Slaad in disguise. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. His brown hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

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 is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp). Old masterpiece painting (500 gp). Silver ewer (80 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Gold music box (3000 gp).

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He is dressed in a clean violet cloak covering his clean studded leather. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 gp. Amber (40 gp). Star rose quartz (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.