
Cunning shadows in a world of deceit, the Grifters are master manipulators who thrive on lies, trickery, and theft. They weave elaborate schemes with silver tongues and sleight of hand, always three steps ahead of their prey. No loyalty, no conscience, only the relentless pursuit of their next mark. Their charm is their weapon, their lies are their currency, and their victims rarely see their true side until it’s too late. No oath binds them, no heart holds them; they are the echo of promises broken and the cold hand in your purse. Beware the deal made in the dark… for The Grifters always are always hungry. Disclaimer: The Grifters are fictional characters created for entertainment purposes. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Quacke learned his trade under DRead, not medicine, but manipulation. Where DRead works from sterile shadows, Quacke thrives in chaos and crowds, preaching his gospel of cure-alls and liquid faith. He calls himself “the people’s doctor,” a savior for the poor and the gullible, peddling potions that shimmer like miracles and spoil like li
Quacke learned his trade under DRead, not medicine, but manipulation. Where DRead works from sterile shadows, Quacke thrives in chaos and crowds, preaching his gospel of cure-alls and liquid faith. He calls himself “the people’s doctor,” a savior for the poor and the gullible, peddling potions that shimmer like miracles and spoil like lies. He doesn’t heal, he hypes. Wherever he goes, sickness follows, but so does hope, and that’s the more contagious of the two.
Originally sold for 30 XRP on Sologenic!

The Magicktion is the oldest of all Grifters, the skeletal remnant of a sovereign who bartered away his soul for eternal mastery of deception. Crowned in withered blooms and moss, bearing a golden medallion of forgotten authority, he drifts between the living and the dead. His presence is not simply felt, it is owed, like an ancient debt
The Magicktion is the oldest of all Grifters, the skeletal remnant of a sovereign who bartered away his soul for eternal mastery of deception. Crowned in withered blooms and moss, bearing a golden medallion of forgotten authority, he drifts between the living and the dead. His presence is not simply felt, it is owed, like an ancient debt calling in its due. To cross him is to enter into a bargain that was struck long before you were born, and to look into his hollow sockets is to glimpse every scheme that ever was. He is not merely a trickster, he is the Original Grifter.
Originally sold for 33 XRP on Sologenic!

Sus Soul drifts between fury and silence, an echo of what was once a man consumed by vengeance. His body hangs in perpetual suspension, neither living nor dead, bound by unseen chains of rage that pulse like veins of molten iron. When he moves, the air trembles with his fury, when he speaks, it’s a low vibration that curdles the blood. E
Sus Soul drifts between fury and silence, an echo of what was once a man consumed by vengeance. His body hangs in perpetual suspension, neither living nor dead, bound by unseen chains of rage that pulse like veins of molten iron. When he moves, the air trembles with his fury, when he speaks, it’s a low vibration that curdles the blood. Every heartbeat is a war drum, every breath a scream trapped just beneath the surface. Those who cross his path feel the weight of his murk before they ever see his face.
Originally sold for 33 XRP on Sologenic!

In the labyrinthine underworld of grifters, HarmoNyzer lays a symphony only the cunning can hear. Their voice isn’t just sound it’s persuasion woven into melody, bending moods, shifting loyalties, and orchestrating chaos disguised as unity. Behind their serene cadence lies a mind that can tune entire rooms to their frequency, drawing out
In the labyrinthine underworld of grifters, HarmoNyzer lays a symphony only the cunning can hear. Their voice isn’t just sound it’s persuasion woven into melody, bending moods, shifting loyalties, and orchestrating chaos disguised as unity. Behind their serene cadence lies a mind that can tune entire rooms to their frequency, drawing out secrets in perfect pitch. They drift between rival circles, planting discord that blooms like weeds while they smile as the supposed peacemaker. Every alliance they form is a chord meant to be struck later, vibrating with leverage they control. Those who think they’re playing in harmony soon realize they’ve been dancing to the score all along.
Originally sold for 33 XRP on Sologenic!

MarLene drapes herself in the illusion of wisdom, hiding venom behind warm words and a grandmother’s charm. Her glasses glint as she leans in close, nodding and smiling, letting others pour their souls out to her as though she were a saint. In truth, her gift is deception, turning trust into a leash, and charm into a trap. Her rizz and po
MarLene drapes herself in the illusion of wisdom, hiding venom behind warm words and a grandmother’s charm. Her glasses glint as she leans in close, nodding and smiling, letting others pour their souls out to her as though she were a saint. In truth, her gift is deception, turning trust into a leash, and charm into a trap. Her rizz and power come not from strength of body, but from the conviction of her tone. She convinces victims they are walking toward the light, even as she guides them into her shadow.
Her trick lies in her ability to mirror desires and twist weaknesses into openings. She flatters when needed, scolds when useful, and praises when it cements dependency.
Originally sold for 22 XRP on Sologenic!

Xpat is a wanderer who always shows up with stories of far-off lands, exotic treasures, and connections beyond the Murk. He sells himself as a bridge to opportunity, the one who “knows someone” or “has been somewhere” that others haven’t. Marks see him as worldly, resourceful, and worth trusting for the doors he might open. But Xpat nev
Xpat is a wanderer who always shows up with stories of far-off lands, exotic treasures, and connections beyond the Murk. He sells himself as a bridge to opportunity, the one who “knows someone” or “has been somewhere” that others haven’t. Marks see him as worldly, resourceful, and worth trusting for the doors he might open. But Xpat never stays in one place for long, because once the lies unravel, he’s already vanished, leaving only dust and broken promises.
Originally sold for 30 XRP on Sologenic!
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