Description: Standing 4'8", this man is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Immeral embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. 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: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Clear bright green emerald (4000 gp). Star rose quartz (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).

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.