Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. He has gray eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Armorer born in the past three hundred years. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Uthemar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To be a Locksmith again; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 pp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished scimitar as well. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Fivin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 28000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Gifted from a young age, Thamior studied abroad. As a young child he wandered into the woods despite his father's warnings against it. Afterwards he claimed he had encountered illithids who tried to eat his hand. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Many illithids want him driven away; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1000 pp. Alexandrite (300 gp). Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp). Pink diamond (5000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.