Name: Clelk

Role: Blacksmith

Age: 5

Description: Clelk is in one of the highest castes in the village, and it is clear that he abuses the privileges that come with this. He is fat, weighing nearly 50 pounds and standing at 3 feet tall. He has some decent muscles thanks to lugging around the heavy metal involved in his craft, but his cowardice and risk-aversion have barred him from being a potent warrior. His face is scarless and while not necessarily ugly, lacks any defining features that make him appear interesting. His yellowed teeth point at odd angles inside of his mouth. Clelk has no hair on his head, and despite having deep-set dark brown eyes, his glares seem a bit too predatory. His skin is a dark green and either covered in soot and ash or far too clean for a goblin in a village, based on the time of day that you look at him.

His clothing is arguably the most outlandish part about him - rather than wear simple loincloths or rags like his fellows, Clelk takes extreme care in his outfits, doing his best to mimic humans (although his attempts are shoddy at best). He wears a thick animal pelt as an apron while working, and his cloth shirt and pants are a far cry from the rags that most goblins wear. Even if they're impressive for a goblin, humans would find the outfit only slightly better than the rags that most of Clelks peers wear. He even sacrificed some of his copper in order to forge crude rings, which he has extreme pride in despite their poor craftsmanship.

Background: The runt of a litter of 5, Clelk was destined for mediocrity from birth. He held little hope for being anything other than a grains farmer, considering he was fearful of even rabbits, but he earned the sympathy of one of the village smiths due to his poor social standing. He was taken on as an apprentice, and this kindness led to the smith being one of the few goblins that Clelk respected. Clelk was quick to abuse his new power, raiding the granary stores and hoarding anything he created for himself, only giving them away in exchange for shinier or more useful tools. When he first saw human traders, in their wagons and adorned with fancy jewelry, he was filled with wonder and awe. He wished to be just like these immaculate creatures, leading to his strange clothes and utter fascination with human culture. One of the easiest ways to get something from him is to offer a bauble or trinket from the nearby human town, with shiny coins being able to earn as much as arrows and even spears.

Abilities: Clelk is the opposite of what is respected in goblin society - he is a coward and balks at the mere implication of danger or conflict. His abilities reflect as such - he is one of the best smiths in the village, if only for the status that such a skill affords him. Additionally, Clelk has experience cooking, although goblin cuisine is about as unrefined as one can be. When not at the forge or eating more than he deserves, Clelk usually fishes, either alone or with the older members of the village. As such, his skill in fishing far outweighs his hunting abilities. One of Clelk's strongest skills is his literacy - his desire to emulate humans has encouraged him to learn something that few, if any, other goblins in the village know. While he cannot be compared to a scholar, he can actually read messages and writing, something that even some humans are incapable of.

Reputation: Clelk is rude, abrasive, and overall not an enjoyable person to be around. This, combined with how he ransacks the granary to sate himself on a slow fishing day have left most others in the village feeling quite angry at him. Nonetheless, it is well known that he will do nearly anything as long as he is given something in turn, and he has been all too willing to offer his weapons to the warriors before a raid (in exchange for some of the loot). No female in her right mind would give him the time of day, even if he is a smith. He is typically much more respectful to elders and the higher ranking members of the tribe, especially the last shaman and his old master. He was very upset when the former passed away, and is unsure of how to feel about the new replacement.

Clelk is regarded much more highly by the human traders that occasionally visit than he is by his goblin peers, considering he usually treats them with much more respect than he does the other goblins in the village.

Property: Clelk has some of the most possessions out of anyone in the tribe, by simple virtue that he is greedy and can produce his own tools.
A Forge, albeit a very primitive and basic one. It works and is one of the few sources of iron tools and weaponry in the tribe.
A hut, completly unremarkable from its peers. It is stuffed with various baubles and trinkets that Clelk has made and traded for, as well as various weapons and tools that he plans to trade with.
A fishing rod, which has seen extensive use and will continue to do so. Average for a goblin, very basic for a human.
An iron pot, designed for humans to cook with. In the hands of a goblin, it allows for the creation of soups and other very basic dishes. This cost quite a few animal pelts, which in turn cost Clelk a decent number of weapons, but Clelk treasures it as one of his few human-made possessions.