Brandon Bor
After doing some complicated multiplication and division that involve talking to himself as he counts up, Bran approaches the 3 hirelings (Bret, Jemaine and Murray) and the 4 mercenaries.
"Men, I am very proud and happy that you chose to join us that day when Algernon was killed. I said it then and I'll say it again, your courage allowed us to win, when the hobgoblins' dastardly magic had half the party paralyzed."
"Both their magic-wielding leaders are dead from your missiles. Mycah found 4 of them, in addition to his own, in their bodies."
"I did some figuring, and I got that I owe y'all a total 320 gold. No one can figure out -who- loosed the killing shafts, so to be fair I'd like to divide it by 7, which gets each man about 45 gold and some silver."
"Does that sound fine with you?"