Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He hates Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He bought a rapier and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 2000 gp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants, and is pretty ugly. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fivin does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 3000 gp. Emerald (1400 gp). Azurite (13 gp). Rose (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Herbalist but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: The child of a Scribe, who enjoyed hunting, Theriatis was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1000 gp. Emerald (500 gp).