Description: An older man who wears long strands of amethyst and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, he is not a threatening figure. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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 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: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (90 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (90 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he very much looks the part of a Map Maker. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Tharivol was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Tharivol was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Map Maker. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Golden pearl (90 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Blue sapphire (1100 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Erevan was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Architect. 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: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 800 pp. Silver pearl (160 gp). White opal (1000 gp). Jet (160 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). Chrysoberyl (160 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Hematite (14 gp). Moss agate (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). Jet (160 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.