[center][h1][color=8dc73f][u]Zark the Ferocious[/u][/color][/h1]

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[color=c4df9b][h3][color=598527][b]"[/b][/color]Enjoy life, time little[color=598527][b]!"[/b][/color][/h3][/color]

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[sup] Age: 5
Role: Apothecary/Trapper
Warband Role: Scout/Reconnaissance 
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[h3][u]background:[/u][/h3]
Zark was born kicking; both the siblings and the mother. Though the goblin may have been the runt, the little greenskin soon was to be the top gobo in the hierarchy of siblings. Though mistake not, for it wasn't strong. Not compared to those firstborn of the litter; no, Zark was fierce. A trait that would not leave ever from this runt's heart.
Though as the squirt grew the temper dwindled until it lay dormant inside Zark, only to surface when socializing and battling. For as the goblin grew the gobo found his curiosity was a much more powerful force. For often during the creature's brief apprenticeship as a leatherworker would Zark be lead astray by some eye candy... Whether it be bug or rock.
Zark grew to be a wild creature, but of cunning a bit unknown to most. If given an environment to let the mind lead astray from its host's fierce ambitions, the  attitude would change to scheming quite quickly. Though both traits had given the goblin many troubles... Troubles causing broken friendships and a view of a child never fully matured.

[h3][u] property: [/u][/h3]
stone spear, outer hut, religious feathers, pearls, iron bracelets, clothing rags, plethora of odd bugs and rocks, firewood, sling, charcoal, parchment (traded with merchant for)