Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, brown shirt, and black tie. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy golden hair. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Corkitron wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He was born in the east. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new mayor responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Delg grew up listening to his mother's many stories. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Interpreter for hire.

Motivation: To be a Adventurer again; and expand his business

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a grey vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his grey boots flare out at the collars. His black hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He is content; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. He carries a battered trident and tarnished sickle as well. His hair is short and red. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Weaver. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He tends to his Weaver job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 200 sp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp).