Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., and carries greatswords. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The war was a terrible time for him, and Uthemar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Uthemar was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of drow 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 300 pp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Iolite (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has a hunchback. His silver hair is knotted and matted. This violet eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is mildly Elf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His druidic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Dayereth was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). Deep green spinel (120 gp). Coral (120 gp). Peridot (50 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). Amethyst (120 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time, he is not a threatening figure. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Himo embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in the north to a Painter, Himo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. 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 now owns his own business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.