RE: GB Disc 1: Untold Prophecy
07-19-2017, 10:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-19-2017, 10:39 PM by Hellfish.)
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Name: Peaches
Species: goblin
Gender: she-goblin
Color: It wasn't me!
Description: A somewhat dumpy squarish-looking creature, three feet in height. Peaches has a pointed little face and long, spiked ears growing straight out of the side of her head that can raise or lower to indicate emotion. Her skin is a bright forest green, contrasting her orange eyes. Currently she is wearing a stained floral sack dress, threadbare around the edges and quite obviously made from a literal sack. She is barefoot and not very clean.
Peaches is a shy young she-goblin, approaching the age of three- early maturity for her kind. She is thoroughly unremarkable in every sense, even for a goblin, and is not used to standing up for herself. Among her tribe she is something like an herbalist and knows the uses of common plants, but she is not particularly skilled at it. Prior to becoming cursed her only expectations in life were to settle down with a nice he-goblin, bear a few dozen children, and be eaten by a dog.
Items/Abilites: Peaches' shadow, once quite ordinarily goblin-shaped, now flickers and billows like a well-fed flame, sliding across and even under surfaces of its own accord at a range of about fifteen feet. It has a mind of its own, and it steals- anything it can get its wispy little hands on. These items disappear into its shadowy folds to be regurgitated at will, something Peaches has no control over. Right now the shadow is carrying an assortment of items of value, including the vast majority of the treasure hidden in the tomb that gave Peaches her curse. This includes an arrangement of wicked, powerful artifacts collected over a lifetime of adventure and slaughter: objects with long, bloody histories and terrible powers. Peaches is aware of only some of them, and knows even less about their use.
The shadow seems to have a mischievous sense of humor and does not seem to care that its host is frequently blamed for its thefts. Apart from it, Peaches has no remarkable abilities. She is somewhat pretty, as goblins go, and knows a little herblore, but not enough to be useful.
Bio: Peaches was an ordinary forest-dwelling goblin who, while hunting for wild mushrooms, stumbled upon the tomb of a great adventurer, long-dead. She accidentally broke the seal upon the door of the tomb, inflicting her with a cursed, animated shadow that proceeded to steal the contents of the tomb and, to her great distress, nearly everything else of value she encountered after that point. Peaches was quickly labeled a thief by her tribe and exiled, forced to scrounge at the edges of a nearby human city for survival. She has been dodging various law enforcement officials and incensed shopkeepers for two months, barely managing to keep herself out of prison. Her only advantage is that sometimes, if it is in a good mood, her shadow will discharge some terrible artifact to use against her pursuers- but more often than not, this only brings more trouble, and she is quickly gaining a dark reputation.
Name: Peaches
Species: goblin
Gender: she-goblin
Color: It wasn't me!
Description: A somewhat dumpy squarish-looking creature, three feet in height. Peaches has a pointed little face and long, spiked ears growing straight out of the side of her head that can raise or lower to indicate emotion. Her skin is a bright forest green, contrasting her orange eyes. Currently she is wearing a stained floral sack dress, threadbare around the edges and quite obviously made from a literal sack. She is barefoot and not very clean.
Peaches is a shy young she-goblin, approaching the age of three- early maturity for her kind. She is thoroughly unremarkable in every sense, even for a goblin, and is not used to standing up for herself. Among her tribe she is something like an herbalist and knows the uses of common plants, but she is not particularly skilled at it. Prior to becoming cursed her only expectations in life were to settle down with a nice he-goblin, bear a few dozen children, and be eaten by a dog.
Items/Abilites: Peaches' shadow, once quite ordinarily goblin-shaped, now flickers and billows like a well-fed flame, sliding across and even under surfaces of its own accord at a range of about fifteen feet. It has a mind of its own, and it steals- anything it can get its wispy little hands on. These items disappear into its shadowy folds to be regurgitated at will, something Peaches has no control over. Right now the shadow is carrying an assortment of items of value, including the vast majority of the treasure hidden in the tomb that gave Peaches her curse. This includes an arrangement of wicked, powerful artifacts collected over a lifetime of adventure and slaughter: objects with long, bloody histories and terrible powers. Peaches is aware of only some of them, and knows even less about their use.
The shadow seems to have a mischievous sense of humor and does not seem to care that its host is frequently blamed for its thefts. Apart from it, Peaches has no remarkable abilities. She is somewhat pretty, as goblins go, and knows a little herblore, but not enough to be useful.
Bio: Peaches was an ordinary forest-dwelling goblin who, while hunting for wild mushrooms, stumbled upon the tomb of a great adventurer, long-dead. She accidentally broke the seal upon the door of the tomb, inflicting her with a cursed, animated shadow that proceeded to steal the contents of the tomb and, to her great distress, nearly everything else of value she encountered after that point. Peaches was quickly labeled a thief by her tribe and exiled, forced to scrounge at the edges of a nearby human city for survival. She has been dodging various law enforcement officials and incensed shopkeepers for two months, barely managing to keep herself out of prison. Her only advantage is that sometimes, if it is in a good mood, her shadow will discharge some terrible artifact to use against her pursuers- but more often than not, this only brings more trouble, and she is quickly gaining a dark reputation.