Corran Vale
Human, Cargo runner and unofficial dock messenger
Fast talker, clips his sentences short, rubs the stump when he lies.
The Line That Snapped. He needs someone to investigate who really gave the scuttling order, because he can't confront the wharf boss alone.
Phantom Ache. He wants a healer to look at his phantom pain, convinced it's a curse and not guilt.
Appearance
Left hand ends in a clean leather cap laced tight; he favors that arm like it still aches. Salt-cracked knuckles on the remaining hand, a burn scar up one forearm.
Secret
He cut the mooring line himself under orders, and the ship that sank was scuttled on purpose.
Quirks
Counts stairs under his breath
Refuses to walk near open water at night
Personality traits
Chipper on the surface, brittle underneath
Overexplains simple tasks
Ideal
Nobody else gets left behind on my watch.
Bond
The crew that drowned were the only family he'd chosen for himself.
Flaw
Volunteers for jobs beyond his ability to prove he's still whole.