Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of luck around his neck, and a flail on his belt. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has white hair. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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 is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a white and green robe with the hood down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his falchion, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ur-Lasu was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Addict, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 130 pp. Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Black star sapphire (700 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scimitar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. A gifted student she started as a Scribe, but she got bored and became a Painter. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'1" when asserting herself. Her blue crest has been sun bleached extensively. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Poor, Slave. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 50000 cp. Onyx (80 gp). Azurite (10 gp). Sard (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.