Description: He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is long and unkept. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Quarion was born the youngest of three triplets. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family.

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'5" when asserting himself. His hair is long and white with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Tim alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he wants revenge against goblins

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2400 gp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver ewer (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man 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 muscular with a powerful set of arms. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Brottor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, 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 keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Beloril was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 50 gp.