Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle and is in decent physical shape. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Enialis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a miller again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Guardian. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Red garnet (100 gp). Sard (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (16 gp).

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep yellow leather and dull white iron scale mail. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Uthemar embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. Uthemar was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Carpenter. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Carpenter for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.