Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is typically in his Dilettante uniform. He has moderate length golden hair. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Thervan embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Born in the east to a Dilettante, Thervan learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Thervan took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Coral (150 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (900 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears tattered old clothes. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 pp. Chrysoprase (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. He is physically well-built. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. A true patriot, Lucan would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Obsidian (4 gp). Coral (70 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Black opal (900 gp). Golden pearl (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (400 gp). White opal (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.