Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak, marred by sweets. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: The child of a Carpenter, who enjoyed hunting, Immeral was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and revenge

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born in the north. Through the years after Quarion was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Quarion's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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 to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (1000 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Star ruby (900 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Red garnet (80 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Black star sapphire (900 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Persistence, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

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

Possessions: 30000 sp. Blue sapphire (1400 gp). Malachite (6 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Black opal (1400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.