Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He carries with him a set of pickaxes on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has black hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Uthemar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of giants 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: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 pp. Iolite (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Rose (60 gp). Rhodochrosite (10 gp). Banded agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender man tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict, Impulsive. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. His red hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered white hat.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. 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, Korfel 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. Korfel was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Korfel decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 4000 sp. Tourmaline (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). Iolite (70 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His tied-back hair is white. He has amber eyes and a red hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 15th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Lucan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is scarred and worn.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 gp.