Description: He wears dull black sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed nunchaku, just in case, and carries nunchakus. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a Fortune-teller first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red garnet (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. 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. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but he was a colossal failure. He tends to his Fortune-teller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Nature, In love, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 3000 gp. Alexandrite (600 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

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. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Thamior was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thamior's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.