Meet the Party

Race: Orc
Class: Dragonknight
Role: Tank / Chaos IncarnateBio:
An orc forged in fire and louder than most siege weapons. Faces grew up in the ash-choked battlefields of Wrothgar, where diplomacy meant yelling harder than the other guy. Known for dual-wielding axes and unfiltered opinions, he's the kind of tank who dives headfirst into danger—and blames his healer afterward.Now acting as the unofficial (and very much self-appointed) leader of the party, Faces balances explosive aggression with questionable leadership skills and a surprisingly sentimental core he refuses to talk about.Quote:
"I don’t start fights. I just make sure I’m the last one standing.”

Race: High Elf
Class: Necromancer
Role: DPS / Summoner of Sass and SkeletonsBio:
Cokey is proof that High Elves aren’t all stuck-up robe-sniffers. Sarcastic, stylish, and just a little terrifying, she lights up the battlefield with bolts of lightning and the occasional summoned corpse. A master of necromantic arts and weaponized side-eye, she’s the kind of mage who doesn’t waste time explaining—she lets her exploding skeletal minions do the talking.She’s Faces’ better (and much more dangerous) half, and no one’s really sure how their relationship works. An orc and an Altmer? Weirdly wholesome. Uncomfortably effective. Potentially apocalyptic.Quote:
"He said 'don’t bring a skeleton to the wedding.' So I brought two. And a flesh atronach."

Race: Bosmer
Class: Dragonknight
Role: DPS / Agent of AnarchyBio:
Dragonfire is a five-foot-tall forest fire in leather armor. Bosmer by birth, gremlin by nature, she prefers her enemies roasted and her allies slightly annoyed. Dual-wields daggers, a bow, and an unhealthy love of mischief. If something explodes, someone’s screaming, or Faces is wiping mud out of his eye — odds are, she started it.She claims to follow a code. No one's ever seen it written down, but it definitely involves "throw a mudball first, ask questions later."Will never admit she's wrong. Would absolutely stab a skeever to prove a point. Probably already has.Quote:
"It was funny. That makes it right."

Race: Orc
Class: Stamina Templar
Role: Frontline Smasher / Party Medic / Younger Sibling EnergyBio:
Maces is the calm before the storm—and sometimes during it. Faces’ sister and fellow member of Clan Faces, she’s less about shouting and more about smashing. Swings twin maces like it’s therapy and brings healing with a fist-first philosophy. Quietly loyal, subtly wise, and dangerously underappreciated in fights… until someone needs picking up.The moral compass of the group, but it’s a compass with brass knuckles. If she says “we’re doing this,” everyone else just hopes they survive it.Quote:
"You break it, you deal with me. You survive it, you thank me."