Description: He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is short and red. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Fortune-teller for the past few years.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and balancing his hectic life and new fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a grey vest and prefers white and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. With a patchy chestnut beard and wild chestnut hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 4000 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (70 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1600 gp). Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (160 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Cloth of gold vestments (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a simple brown robe with white stripes complete with hood. He has a hunchback. His hair is long and silver with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born in a small desert village. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 3000 gp. Malachite (7 gp).