Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with red colored cloaks and clothing. She has shaved her head bald. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, green shirt, and white tie, marred by beers. She has red hair. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: Gifted from a young age, Joan studied abroad. When Joan reached her early adolescence her Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She keeps her blonde hair in a flapper bob. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 2. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dagnal grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Dagnal abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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 will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: He was born in a small forest village. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Crown-heir.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 240 gp.