One of those is Kelver Mountainmagic, cleric of Smofarf. When he arrives, the old dwarf comes with three assistants, all dwarves and all you later learn, his descendants. They enter like a storm, talking loudly and quickly in dwarven, but moving slowly. It is an odd contrast. They stop only to be formally introduced at the door to the meeting room.
"Master Cleric of Smofarf, Master Craft Mason, Alchemist of Stone, Lord of The Great Mage, Kelver Mountainmagic has arrived." is the announcement of Jamal's secretary. "He is joined by his niece, nephew, and grandson; Hermona, Hermon, and Leothan; all cleric of Smofarf."
The crew bows their heads and Kelver enters. The other adjourn to another room where the assistants will be until called. Kelver has a neatly trimmed black beard with a receding grey and white hairline. His forehead is wrinkled stone, not far off from a klingon. His attire is tight at the wrists and feet, but loose everywhere else to provide him comfort with his considerable girth and allow his hands and feet to move easily. His clothes are black and dark blue in color, made of materials that do not seem comfortable to a human or elf (closer to burlap than silk). Around his neck he wears an eight gems necklace, representing the school of magic you assume. Each gem is two inches across. he carries a metal tool box, which he places on the floor next to his seat.
"Weell met an good eevnin to ye all."