Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears long strands of amber and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is silver and curly. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: This man loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 2000 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red hair, when down, is lengthy. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Tharivol isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. A friendly and beautiful Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Slave. Occupation: Server

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2000 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1100 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Jeweled gold crown (7000 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a brown vest and prefers green and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 gp.