Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a grey tunic with yellow highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around his shoes, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: The child of a Painter, who enjoyed hunting, Galinndan was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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 bought a longsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears tattered old clothes. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Eiravel is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Eiravel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up spear 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: He desires power and/or immortality; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Persistence, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Miner. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 2000 gp. Silver ewer (90 gp).