Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Fortune-teller. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and sais. His hair is cut close to his head. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Fortune-teller. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He struck the Fortune-teller job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Kellen was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Kellen's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Erevan was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Erevan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1400 sp.

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 tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has blue hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Bathin was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Revenge; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 3000 sp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp).