Geramon
With great efford Geramon manages to regain control over his stomach and after a few moments rest, he joins the rest in the other room.
"Well met, strangers, I see you have joined our little ramble. Let me introduce myself: my name is Geramon Greenrobe, but most people call me Geramon the Green. You see I have a weak stomach. Nothing to serious but an annoyance none the less. I am trained in the arcane arts and would like to get out of here as fast as possible. To the two of you I ask the same as to the rest: to help me with the retrieval of my pet weasel and my spellbook. Both are very dear to me and were taken from me. In a softer voice he continues "Please ignore Axel. His past has rendered him somewhat... delerious. He is a skilled fighter though"