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 [h2]Boomy [color=39b54a]I[/color] Goblin [color=39b54a]I[/color] "Boom-Mage" [/h2][/center]

 Goblin

[b]Appearance:[/b] Also has a dagger one his left side and a bag of "fun stuff" (chems, random bits of ores, poisons, a bit of food) on his right.  His gear was taken from children and halflings, generally stolen because it's easier than actually fighting them.

[b]Age:[/b] 25

[b]Former Profession:[/b]  Goblin Boom-Mage (Magic's fine, but with chemistry it can be better)

[b]Skill:[/b] He good at breaking stuff and better at blowing it up.  He seems to have a knack for finding weaknesses in his targets, and always aims for the enemy's weak point in a fight, leading to him having a reputation as a dirty fighter.  He learned enough magic from his uncle to control and sense energy, mainly fire, lightning, and raw magical energy, but the only actual spells he can cast are fire and weak lightning spells.  He has a decent knowledge of chemistry, mainly explosives, and medicine, mainly poisons.

[b]Personality: [/b] He likes causing mayhem.  He likes being the one that comes out on top after it even better.

[b]History:[/b] He was born into the Tribe "Boarslayers" to an unnammed female, son of the chief's dead son, a goblin by the name of Elf-blood.  As the nephew of a mage, the chief's-son Flash, he was taught many things from a young age, things that would confuse the stupider goblins in the tribe.  Of the ones that could learn magic, he was the best with magic, save his uncle, and was one of the three that survived the basic magic training.  His uncle told them to chose a type of magic to study.  He chose fire, one of the others chose poison, and a third, a female that he was convinced his uncle only trained so that she would bear him a son, chose healing.  They were sent out to gather things for their craft.  He returned with a bag of Dwarven boom powder.  The poisoner returned with nightshade and other poisonous plants.  The healer returned with medicines she stole from a Druid that lived in the woods nearby.

Flash ordered them to use what they gathered to make their magic better.  Boomy blew himself into a wall.  The healer cured his burns and concussion.  The poisoner created a cloud of poison.  The healer couldn't fix that yet.  Boomy earned his name, the healer earned the name Fixer, and the stupid poisoner was roasted with a nice sauce.

After he got over what Fixer assumed was food poisoning from eating the under cooked poisoner, he came to the city (which one was it again?) to continue his studies.  That was three years ago.  There were many fun things to steal and many burnable things for even more fun.  For a while he had a nice room off the side of the sewers and would go out and "forage" and have fun with the other goblins in the area from time to time.  

Then, about a month ago, one of the guards caught him trying to light a warehouse full of fireworks in a better part of the city (luckily it had rained the night before) and gave him the opportunity to work as a guard or work as a miner.  He chose to be guard.

It's fun.  He gets to hurt people and gets paid to do it.  Too bad they have to break the rules first or this job would be much more fun.