[OOC]: Basic character bio
[b]Alastor Grond[/b]
Half-Orc Alchemist (Grenadier)
Appearance: Though broader shouldered than most men, Alastor could have easily passed for human were it not for the pair of small nubs poking their way out of his olive skin. Set in his distinctly orcish skull sit a pair of golden eye brimming with intuition and intellect. His hair was always kept cut short, leaving the suggestion of horns and his slightly pointed ears clearly visible; Alastor had always found customers expected orcish bombs to have just that little extra oomph. Within his manifold layers of cloth were many pockets he used to carry his wares, both legal and... otherwise.
Personality: An arms dealer by trade, Alastor quickly amassed a small fortune selling bombs and other alchemical weaponry to warring city-states. His outwardly-obvious intellect and personal charm always helped to seal the deal in the past, but lately... there just hasn't been that much fighting. Oh sure, there was fighting, but not [b][i]fighting[/b][/i]. Not like there used to be... With his stream of income drying up and the cost of materials higher than ever, he had to turn elsewhere. Odd jobs here and there... anything that could be fixed with explosions. And his likable personality always got him that little bit of extra gold... And for now, that was all he was after.

The smell of pork had Alastor awake before the bell ever rang. He took the time to make his appearance as perfect as possible: wise, experienced, with just that [i]liiiiittle[/i] bit of singe. No good alchemist has two eyes, as the old saying goes... He finally strode down as the bell rang, boots clicking on the wood floor with each step. He Acora a nod and a charismatic smile as he accepted his plate of food, preferring to let his teeth do the talking. Perfectly straight human teeth, that is. No sane person would trust an orc's fanged smile. Not even another orc.

Hell, especially not another orc.