Description: He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has wavy brown hair. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

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 is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 4000 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'4" and prefers to wear flannel. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a Detective, his mother struggled to pay the bills. Through the years after Quarion was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Quarion's mother 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 money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (150 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.