A short, squat gnarled man stands before you. This human's features are weathered, though he appears to be in his mid twenties. He has a large nose that seems to have been broken many times and his brown eyes are sullen and guarded. His skull is shaved with a black spiked crown tattooed around his brow. A fetid smell wafts from him and it is clear that personal grooming is not a high priority on this man's mind. His clothes are old and threadbare with signs of mold growing around his arm pits and groin area. His movements are efficient, though and his scarred fists bespeak a willingness to swing them.