Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull pastel sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. He keeps his auburn hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mercenary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Uthemar was born the youngest of three triplets. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Stutters

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

Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Cook mother left him crippled. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful, Disease. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 500 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1200 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (90 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (90 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. He has a long red beard with little hanging trinkets. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Tharivol embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.