Description: An older man who is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, he is not a threatening figure. His blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Fortune-teller uniform. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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 has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears skinny pants and wears a black and grey robe with the hood down, he is not a threatening figure. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He has violet eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Gifted from a young age, Arnold studied abroad. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Arnold never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 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 auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His head has been shaved. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in the west to a Mortician, Everard learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 Mortician. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 2900 sp. Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (500 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (100 gp). 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Simple lock. 1 Backpack.