Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has a hunchback. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Corkitron took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. He has auburn hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He tends to his Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Guardian. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a red armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Chem hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 20000 cp. Banded agate (9 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear flannel. His golden hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and his religion dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Tiger eye turquoise (13 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.