"They were saints to some."
My Blades in the Dark game party - we're running a cult dedicated to a forgotten eel god.
Going clockwise, from 12 o'clock:
Viv - our cutter and my character. Nonbinary, from a family of butchers in Barrowcleft. Unsettling, quiet, violent.
Crimson Rain - our whisper. Gave up running a gambling den to worship the eel. Obsessed with building statues in its honour, some of which do more than meets the eye. Strange, sardonic, miserly.
Alonzo - our slide. Brought to our cult by disturbing visions, is possibly the least evil of the bunch. Which isn't saying much. Manipulative, smooth, social chameleon.
Anguli - our leech. A disgraced academic turned chaos weasel. Glutton for punishment and bad at following research ethics guidelines. Chaotic, unhinged, over-engineerer.