Corbin Walsh is a young punk well into his 18th summer. He's a scrawny thing, measuring just over five and a half feet and weighing around 120 pounds, with messy black hair that's always cut uneven, and pale, pockmarked skin. Couple this with his nasty attitude, and you have one charming fellow on your hands. The only pleasing thing, at first glance, about the boy's appearance are his piercing green eyes, but even those aren't enough to improve his looks by much.

The one thing he does have going for him is his brain. Though he may not look it, the boy is sharp as a tack, which is probably the only thing that's kept him out of any serious trouble with the local militia. He's always hatching some kind of scheme or plan to keep himself and his friends entertained, whether that's challenging other groups of angsty teens to fights, or bullying the younger kids in town.

He lives in a rundown house just on the edge of town, near the salt flats, with Dwight (called Whitey), his alcoholic and grimgrass-addled father (though he tries to spend as little time there as humanly possible). His mother was a woman named Esmeralda, who abandoned them when Corbin was still very young, leaving behind a dagger with a snake motif for her son to remember her by. He always carries it with him, wherever he goes.