When describing the Summoner, the narrator begins by saying he had a cherubic face except it wasn’t a compliment. His face was red and full of pimples and he had narrow eyes. He was passionate and lecherous. He pretended to be wise and fluent in Latin although he only repeated phrases he overheard and memorized. He was also very much a rascal and knew how to pick up women and have a good time at taverns.
Singing along with the Summoner was the Pardoner, who was equally as sketchy