Description: Zort is tall (8'5") and very muscular. He as Brown more often than not bloodshot eyes and dark unkempt hair. His nose has been broken more than once and he has a lage scar across his left cheak. He chooses to wear as little clothing as possible, dew to the fact most things dont fit. Almost all of his body is crisscrossed by numerous scars from his days as a bouncer. From time to time a glowing red rune appears on his forhead. Bio: Zort was not like the rest of his kin, at a young age he would rather play than fight and would often take in stray and sick animals.While the rest where out raiding Zort would stay home and cook or play. One day Zort went to far when he set free two goblin slaves his father proudly owned, for that he was outcast from the tribe, his brothers Garz and Grack lead the attacks on Zort and amost Drowned him in the nearby muck pit and as a result Zort now has a fear of water. Zort spent the next few years going from town to town often getting work as a bouncer in the local inns, where he developed a bit more of a nasty streek and started to enjoy the things his old clan liked so much "bashen da edz in" useing "Smak" his trusty club. The jobs dont usually last long however as Zort tends to trow the wrong people out dew mainly because of his lack of understanding the rules, the last job he did he threw out Iznar, a well respected mage, for nothing more than spilling his drink. The shamed mage put a wizard make on Zorts head proclaiming him a halfwit, now all mages that choose to can see the mark. After this Zort fell in with a petty thief named Peppen Swift who only wanted to use Zort for his muscle, the two became sort of friends. Peppen would often go off and do jobs he knew Zort would only get in the way with, so Zort would in these times go to the local in and get drunk, on one such time Zort staggered back to where the two where holding up only to find the room had been torn apart and that a disfigured and burnt body wearing Peppens ring lay dead on the floor. Zort to this day is looking for Peppens killer and as to what this killer wanted but unknow to Zort is that Peppen staged his own death to throw the local law off his tracks and has forgotten about his friend Zort. Zort not being the sharpest axe on the block was never much for thinking things through and has joined many gangs, been led astray and more often than not finds himself in trouble. Yet Zort remanis a happy go lucky sort of brute.