Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a brown and white robe with the hood down. He carries with him a set of sickles, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His black hair is long and unkept. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Fortune-teller. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 70000 cp. Chalcedony (70 gp). Jet (70 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears a tan collared shirt and black pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. 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: He comes from a rich eastern family. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: In love, Nature, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Banker born in the past three hundred years. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. One day when Cory was young, his father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly his father dropped to the ground dead. His father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Cory was heart-stricken from the event, and his mother started working long hours to provde for them. He has worked as a Banker like his father before him.

Motivation: Expand his business; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1400 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Theriatis was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: 6'1" and muscular, this eastern man wears a black shirt, with a grey mid length shorts with grey tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His white crest is braided into rings. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He hates Dragonborns with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 12000 sp. Chrysoberyl (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1200 gp).