[@Aristocles]
For your consideration, two wee goblinoid pains in the tookas.

[hider=Kittim and Kadim]

[b]Name[/b]: Kittim
[b]Role[/b]:  Trapper, Animal Handler [s]trouble maker[/s]
[b]Race[/b]: Goblin
[b]Description[/b]:   Probe to fits of fancy, and wild tantrums, Kittim is childish. But then she does have half a year to sort that out before becoming an '[i] adult '[/i]  She is only a [i]1' 11"[/I]  deeply fears she will not reach a full 2 feet.
 Her skin is dark green with piebald splashes of an almost turquoise blue green one her ears, neck and belly.. Her hair is black, and often held back by a tattered strip of cloth tied in a lopsided bow.
  She often wears simple dress, little more than a rough cut leather with a thick strap on her left shoulder to hold it up. Over the last shoulder is a rope with a hook.
  She and her brother sport very big ears. Kittim pierced her's and strung little good luck charms, often made of bone , river shells and rocks. Those that don't hang on her eats she wears on a string around her neck.
 All of them were made by her brother, with whom she shares a creative and loyal bond.
 They weave nets, and traps, and many a scheme together. But while her brother oft abandons the later as he works on his knots and baubles, Kittim works on implimenting them.
  After all, they that get overlooked often go underfed.


[i][b]Tools[/b][/i]: A woven grass rock sling (slingshot), 3 ft. Rope with a wooden hook

[i]extra[/i] she has an extremely fondness for soft things. For the last five months she's even been keeping a particularly fluffy rat as a pet. Under the guise that she will eat it when it's grown fat. 
 
  


[b]Name[/b]: Kadim
[b]Role[/b]:  Fisher, hopeful artisan
[b]Race[/b]: Goblin
[b]Description[/b]:  Kadim has very big ears, they are the only 'bigness' he has. At 1'9" even his littermate sister stands over him. Even his voice is small, having gotten soft after he became ill over the last winter.
He shares his sister's deep, dark, sleepy forest skin tone. Splashes of a mossy green envelope his lanky arms.
 Kadim has a knack with putting physical things together, some grass and a bit of bark became a sling shot. Yes stones are arrows, but polish them and they are like imortalized rivers and hand held stars.
 He can fashion a spear, or weave a net without looking at them. Which leaves his eyes free to watch other Craftsmen at work. 
 He makes a nuisance of himself, loitering, badgering, and staring down the artisans of the clan. From the stinky leather tanner's to the (somewhat scary) smith. 
 The one profession that confounds his studious mind is shamnism. Perhaps due to his mother's dying in child birth, along with most of his siblings. How, he ponders did the rabbit skull not protect them? How was it sent to? 
   Why didn't it?
 It is all he would do everyday if not for the fact the clan needs food more than it needs beads.
 Even that chore gets tested and tampered with, often with the help of his sister.
 He rough cut shorts and a pocket lined vest.
 Ask him what he will be doing once he is a true adult in a few months, and watch him panic.
 

[i][b]Tools[/b][/i]: A catfish skin roll of rocks and bone shapped into tiny tools

[i]extra[/i] he hasn't put together that the adopted human is not a Goblin. The sheet height of this strange clanmate is the source of much envy. [/hider]