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 dresses like a well dressed Fortune-teller does. Her black hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1100 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (600 gp).

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He is portly but not overly obese. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Habor grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Habor. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Bookbinder again; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 gp. Brown-green garnet (40 gp). Eye agate (13 gp). Alexandrite (1500 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a tight fitting blue shirt and pants. Her white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Salanop was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She became a Architect soon after.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His golden hair is still thick. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 390 gp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (80 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (70 gp). Sapphire pendant on gold chain (600 gp).