Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a black tunic with green highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His black eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker black hat.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He got into the Fortune-teller business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered black stockings, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 2'11" when asserting himself. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Vlorn's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Vlorn was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and is pretty ugly. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is a great chef.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears his black fur up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 60 gp. Red garnet (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.