Description: He is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (600 gp). Hematite (10 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He has a missing right leg. He usually wears his tan robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. He has gray eyes and a tan hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tharivol does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 4000 gp. Aquamarine (400 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Iolite (40 gp). Obsidian (9 gp). Azurite (9 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Black opal (1500 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Canary diamond (2000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has wavy white hair. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

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. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: The child of a Gardener, who enjoyed hunting, Paelias 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 30000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.