Class: NA Level: 0
Alignment: Neutral Evil(though pretends to be lawful good)
Age: 44 Gender: Male
Height/Weight: 5'3"/236 pounds
Hair/Eye/Skin: Dark Grey but balding/Blue/Leathery
Poison, Paralyzation, & Death Magic: 16
Rods, Staves, & Wands: 18
Petrification and Polymorph: 17
Breath Weapon: 20
Equipment: Dagger, fork, pouch with lots of money, small journal written in an indecipherable shorthand.
Languages: Common, Kalad's own cipher
Kalad is a well known gossip and general fat bastard. He easily puts most hobbits and decadent emperors to shame with the sheer size of his appetite. Despite his immense girth(or perhaps because of it), Kalad has an immensely strong set of lungs, and has a reputation as the loudest crier in the area. Despite his often coarse interpersonal skills, if anyone needs to advertise anything and absolutely must make sure that the most people hear about it, Kalad is the man to see.
That's the public face. What only a handful of people know is that Kalad is a also the man to see if you need information of a private nature to be passed. Kalad is especially knowledgeable of cult activity, and has often provided various cults with various human sacrifices by telling the target privately about a "special job" or that he's found someone interested in selling what the target most desires.
Kalad is actually an adherent of the Dark Maw, the demon prince of hunger. Those few who have sought to blackmail him have been eaten. Beneath his home is a torture chamber/kitchen where he partakes of his dark appetites.