Description: A plain young-adult man, he is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, blue shirt, and tan tie. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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, Immeral is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Immeral was born with his mother's beautiful face. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Gifted, Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Debt. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 pp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Blue sapphire (1200 gp). Black pearl (900 gp). Malachite (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He wears a deerstalker hat to hide his balding. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Thervan wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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. 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane, Greedy. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1000 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: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born in a small desert village. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter.

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 pp. Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.