Description: 3'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. His eyes are violet.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Corkitron took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Knight. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. He is portly but not overly obese. He has shaved his head bald. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. The war was a terrible time for him, and Fallond does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fallond fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He carries with him a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Nadarr grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Nadarr. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nadarr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a blue and pastel robe with the hood down. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a Baker first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: The child of a Soapmaker, who enjoyed hunting, Nutae was taken on many hunting expeditions. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Baker for the past few years.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1000 gp. Jasper (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (150 gp). Iolite (70 gp). Aquamarine (1100 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1100 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (1100 gp). Coral (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.