Description: An older man who tends to wear a large brown jacket, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Corkitron was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He tends to his Sailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. Blue sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. With bright silver hair and a scraggly beard. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

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. A freak accident while working with his Dyer father left him crippled. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Shy, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a fancy grey suit. He keeps his long silver crest kept up in a rat tail. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Tailor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (110 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He wears a colorful flower in his white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a great chef.

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. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.