Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Immeral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Immeral reached his early adolescence his Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: In love, Rich, Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 500 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Gold music box (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (150 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (150 gp).

Description: He sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and carries crossbows. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. In his youth he was a Masseuse, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, PTSD. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: A necklace of small pink pearls (1000 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His blonde hair is singed and shortened. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Halimath liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). Old masterpiece painting (800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.