Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. He has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Immeral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Flaws: Emotional, Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp).

Description: He wears a blue costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'3" when asserting himself. His hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Weaver hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed lance, just in case. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: This malnourished man prefers to wear flannel. His white fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Pelt will drive conversation. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Extrovert, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.