Chapter 1: New faces, new Hope?

It has been 1 month since my arrival at Julskar. I have to admit, this Thalos cult isn't as dumb as I had anticipated. I have been unable to access critical information mainly due to their dispersed and hierarchical cast system.
 
Lorke: A loudmouth, no good little gnome, desperate for attention and an emphatic and cultlike adoration for some kind of... god? Definitely a dangerous individual due to some twisted connection to mephistoteles, an archdevil himself. That bastard of a Devil even dared come at me and pry in my past. He will have to face that crime one day. Maybe we can show him the shadowfell, right Atlas? Lorke seems to possess powerful magic, however. And dare I say it, he is kind of funny? I definitely had to hold a chuckle back once or twice. I also only just managed to counterspell his attempt to banish a potential ally from this plane. Alas, I am still more powerful, obviously but there is potential, at least a tiny bit.
 
Prim: Meeeeeeeeeh. That's what I expected to hear first out of this Satyr's mouth. Instead he let his lyre do most of the talking for him. Nice tunes. He seemed to be the first to realize my intimidating presence of clear rational thinking and offer some sort of respect. Nonetheless, his distrust is still blatantly apparent and Lorke seems to egg him on a lot. He is Fey, he must be a planeswalker as well. THAT is interesting.
 
Vaal: The walking biotop and... absolute genius. I was terribly disappointed when the Aznir's promised hero's turned out to be a rag tag group of adventurers. Just because you have a name, does not make you known. BUT this elf. I do not know what it is, but there is a spark of genius around this man.
 
He might be enough to actually make this work.