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Name: Nobs

Gender: Male

Appearance: Nobs is green-skinned, four foot tall, and an ugly piece of work. His ears are longer then the other goblins, and he only wears a loin cloth with a black cloak. He is also quite thin and sickly looking.

Personality: Nobs is a shy goblin who would much rather spend his time with the dead then other goblins. He questioned why once, but couldn't really come up with a reason and shrugged it off. He's quite curious for and will go out of his way to find answers to questions he has, for he prides knowledge above all else, even if it meant selling his soul. Nobs' physical capabilities are somewhat lacking and he knows this, so he goes out of his way to avoid any sort of physical labor or task that involves doing anything hard. He prefers a quick solution to all of life's problems, even if it had dire consequences. When around other goblins, he can talk but prefers to stick to the shadows and be an observer because at the end of the day, hes not the best at socialization. 

Past Life History: Nobs once had a different name, in a different time. Dave Raltz was his name, and he was a mortician at his own business. He lived a good life, had friends and a wife who he loved. He watched his friends move away, his children grow up and his business expand. Then things took a turn for the worse when his wife died from a heart attack. He had never been good at coping with bad emotional problems, that was what his wife helped him with and now that she was gone, well, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to bring her back so desperately, just to say that he loved her once more and so he tried. But death is a fickle thing and cannot be tamed by man. He dabbled in profane arts, devil worshiping and all sorts of unsavory business in the name of love but found no answer to his problem. He was eventually found dead, having overdosed on an assortment of drugs, in his home. Then he was reborn.

Talent: A latent magical potential in the unholy arts 

Skills: None
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