Kethol--the pretty fellow, a long and lanky redhead with an easy smile
and an easygoing attitude that his clever eyes deny. He is quick with a
quick...and quicker with a sword.
Durine--the big man, a head taller than most and twice as wide, built
like a barrel, with a loyal heart and hands too thick to use anything
more delicate than an ax handle.
Pirojil--the ugly one, his face heavy-jawed, with an eye ridge that
would mark him as a Neanderthal only to the most gracious. But looks
deceive, and his might be the rarest gift of all.
Athos, Porthos, and Aramis they're not.