Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fisher. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. 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: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Immeral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. Emerald (1500 gp). Hematite (9 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Pink pearl (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a violet shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Flaws: Shy, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 pp. Chalcedony (30 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Rolen took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He bought a glaive and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 5000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.