Characters

A medium sized creation, Crass is larger than average for a warforged. Not that there is an 'average' warforged. His head is mounted low between the wide shoulders, and his arms are long and thick. His left had seems heavier than his right, and seems to glimmer even when not in the sunlight.

When not in battle, Crass has his journal out and makes notes with his quill/screwdriver/wrench multi-rod.

Crass' body is a dull grey, with his eyes glowing a light blue color. Small packs and bottles are strung around Crass' body within easy reach. His backpack is not filled with the usual bedroll, tent and food, but rather crafting impliments and vials full of residuum.

Pale white smooth skin, devoid of any color. Eyes remain solid white gossy orbs. Hair is also winter white, grown shoulder length, and normally parted down the middle. Features are smooth and narrow, showing little definition.

Body structure is thin, lean, but overall very non muscular. Despite the lack of overal physical power, Tal`Orik is nearly unmatched in speed.

Clothing varies with identity. Currently Tal`Orik is garbed in the clothing and armor of a Merchant known as Eric Redsash. He wears lose fitting comforable clothing, with bright eye catching colors.

A Simple tool of the Inquisistion. Tal`Orik has spent his entire life being trained by The Inqusitors, in the art of impersination and assasination. He has honed his skill well, and has compleated many missions for the church.

All identies that he has assumed have been victoms of the Inquisition, or targets for his trade.

Tal`Orik no longer weilds the dagger known as mortis. The dagger had only brought Tal`Orik misfortune, and constant runins with the Inqusitors. Once Tal had discorered the dagger had a scrying spell on it, he sold it and left the legacy tool of death behind him.

Tal`Orik currently wields Sin. The blade is nearly midnight black in apperance, with murky dark fluid that constantly moves within the blade. Tal`Orik knows little about the blades history, or its overall worth. He simpily aquired the blade after taking Eric Redsashes identity, life, and possessions.

Current Identities:
Sir Bracheon Dendredal: Retired Knight Templar. His constant self investigations of the inqusistion landed him as a target. Idendity ComprimisedEdward Stone: Street Merchant. His actions of selling spices, street connections, and overall reputation were enough to make him a perfect identity from Tal`Orik. Identity Comprimised
Aven Theydrot Dragon Born warrior of consideralbe skill. His capture and interigation made him an easy identity to take. Identity Comprimised
Knight Captain Guhlan Guard Captain of Hevestar: His identity was taken after he was killed under a local bar known as the Minotar. He is a corrupt Templar with connections to a cult who worship a being known as the horned king. Identity Comprimised
Eric Redsash: Eric worked closely with the Inquisition as a merchant, and seller of information. He handed innocent people to the inquisistion, claiming they where devil worshipers, or corrupted. After their deaths, he would assume their wares and make money on deaths. Taking his identity was necissary...

Azak stands tall compared to most (other races) and towers over the occasional dwarf or elf. Very light skinned, with hues ranging from white to a light blue, he is covered in blue-green tattoos. His entire body, the base for the tattoos represents the Earth, while the tattoos are the processes within the system of nature. The tattoos are laid out in a fashion so that what starts at the head ends up unabridged at his feet. Tattoos of peaks and glacial lakes eventually give way to evergreen forests, ending with jungles and vines on the lower limbs.

Azak wears a thick white hide armor, on top of hand-made rugged clothing. He carries a simple warhammer and heavy shield, along with three throwing hammers along his belt.

Azak originates from the Nunatagg Mountains, North of the Nerath Empire. He grew up in a fairly large tribe (aKirpok Tribe) of Goliaths, that control a significant portion of the mountain range. His tribe consists of three separate castes of Goliaths, warrior, religious, and worker. The Nerath have at times tried to encroach and claim stake to the Goliath lands, but the cost was too great, for the lowly gains. The Nerath begrudgingly allowed the Goliath Tribes to continue to rule themselves, which the Goliaths viewed as a victory to their continuing superiority over anything and everything. To the Nerath, they lost quite a few minor skirmishes. To the Goliath Tribes, they enjoyed proving themselves (in their mind) the better of the two races. The small amounts of Goliath lost, we're mearly 'weeded out' by Melora. An agreement was settled upon to provide for trade, access to trade routes for Goliaths, and a pathway for Goliath fervor.

Azak spent his youth in a period of time distinct from most periods in Goliath history. Goliaths tend to antagonize one another without the interference of non-Goliaths. The encounters with the Nerath empire, lead to a greater unity among the populations within the Goliath Tribes, and the tribes themselves. This unusual harmony changed the view of many Goliaths, who began to wonder about more than the sacred tribal lands. Little is known of the forested-land directly to the North, where trade routes never venture. The Nerath Empire has only just entered the picture, along with news of Dwarves far to the East trading with another Goliath Tribe.

As part of the agreement between the Goliath Tribes and the Nerath Empire, Goliaths have been sent to join in the crusade against the wretched Dragon-kin. The Goliaths take this as an opportunity to engage a new opponent and welcome it. Azak finds himself eagerly and impatiently awaiting his first chance to prove the Goliaths to any who doubt.

Azak wears white hide armor, taken from the threatening Mangokpok Artic Bear. Azak traveled far to the North (around the dangerous lands of the Night Monarchy) to obtain the pelt, defeating one of these ferocious beasts in the process. Upon returning to his tribe, the skin taken from the bear was crafted into, hide armor presented to him by a tribe elder to serve the young warden in future endeavors. On the backside of the hide, the word 'Perseverance' has been inscribed.

Rohm is a perfect example of Nerath's unequaled warriors. He is tall, well muscled, and although well into his forty's, he's not bad to look at.

Gray hair, with some brown still showing through. Brown eyes.

Rarely seen without his five o'clock shadow.

Armor is worn through use, but in good condition.

Rohm speaks little of his past; those that know him well know he once answered to the name of Ser Osric Longbow II, Master of the Coin in Hestavar.

The Longbow family has long been associated with the Templars, dating back to his great, great-grandfather, Ser Rolphe Longbow--himself trained by the legendary High Templar, Janus Storn.

After Osric's failures at the gates of Hestavar, he was marked as a follower of Baphomet and imprisoned at Caer Storogal, fortress-prison of the Templar.

After the fortress fell against Blackheart, Osric took the name Rohm and wandered the land as a mercenary for hire.

He recently reunited with a young girl he saved many years ago, Jennifer, and is looking to redeem her soul...along with is own..

Rohm weilds Dragon Slice, a deadly greatsword. The weapon was forged using the blood of a wicked dragon, and it forever thirsts for more.

His armor was fashioned mostly from the dragon Whiteflame, whom he slew many years ago. As a trophy from later victories, he fixes one scale from any dragon-kin he kills. Today, Whiteflame is a piece-meal suit of scale.

Korgul is a physically imposing creature, standing at six-and-a-half feet with broad shoulders and a wide chest.

Korgul looks human, mostly. He could pass for one at a distance or in dim light. Up close, however, one can see the small tusks and deep ruddy brown skin.

His demeanor matches his size. Raised to be the best, Korgul acts as such in every way. His clan worshipped Kord, and he is no different.

Korgul was raised in the Orcish Bloodbone clan where he learned quickly that survival meant being cold, calculated and, above all, willing to do whatever was necessary to win.

His clan was one of the more civilized, and were often used by the kingdom as a barrier in the South Marches. As such, the orcs saw a measure of citizenship not normally granted. After the first Dragon Crusades, the queen reinstated the long-running policies of Nerath that placed all non-humans as second and third-class. She had a special hatred for orcs and ordered the culling of many a clan. The human-looking orcs (or half-orcs) were sold into slavery, or drafted into the brute-squads.

Korgul was one such orc. His superior, Bann Teague, was especially cruel, enjoying the torment he put non-humans through. Korgul dealt with such events as best he could. Survival meant complacency. It was only when Bann Teague ordered the slaughter of some orc refugees that Korgul had enough. He fought back to protect the orcs... only to fail. They slaughtered the orcs and left Korgul for dead.

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His wounds were superficial, but his guilt would not heal so easily. Korgul heard about the slaying stone in a drunken game of three-dragon ante and seeks it to end the queen's tyranny.