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9 yrs ago
Alright status update: I have started a new job and am currently in the process of getting used to said job. To all the games I'm currently in I will starting work on responses this weekend
9 yrs ago
Due to a misplacement of my laptop I will unlikely be able to post until Friday or there abouts. My apologies for those waiting on me.

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Now quick question, do I need use my existing gods or can I start new? The inspiration I have could work either as my god of the sun or (since Dirka is gone) a god of magic?
Hey all I know I've been gone a while but if you would still have me I have more ideas to write with...if you'll have me



Avol Goldtooth







Location: Ancient Forest






As the pair made their way back to where Bo-Bo said he came from Avol tried to gain a sense of where they ended up. Northrend, last he heard, was cold as a snobolds nether regions, but somehow he was in a lush forest. And why did the whole ship and only two passengers get pulled here? Where was the rest of the people? Too many questions to figure out.

As they reached the clearing Bo-Bo's sudden stop almost made Avol tumble forward off his makeshift mount.

”Here we are Boss, dis is where I woke up at…”

Sure enough the remains of a goblin airship lay scattered across the clearing with neither hide nor hair of another goblin in sight. Hoping down from his perch Avol searched through the wreckage of the ship to see what he might be able to scavenge. As Bo-Bo set up a makeshift camp, which took much longer than he would have liked, Avol's eyes grew wide with delight,

”Oh baby we hit tha’ mothaload!!”

Amongst the wreckage he managed to pull out some more provisions of food, some more bullet making materials, more Dragon Spit for his Flamespitter. A good haul for him but a loss for those other schmucks, may they rest in peace. Quickly stashing what he could in their appropriate stash, Avol staggered his way back over to his faithful steed/hired muscle,

”Well my oversized pack mule looks like I got some things to add to your load!”

As he added his loot to his current stash the uneasy feeling of something not being right. Leaving Bo-Bo to tend to their makeshift camp Avol wandered out in a random direction from the camp. This didn't look like anywhere he had been before but stories about the tree-hugging elves of the Alliance sounded a lot like this. The sudden but faint appearance of combat sounds perked his ears as Avol quietly crept in there direction.

’This oughta be interestin’



Avol Goldtooth







Location: Ancient Forrest






The roaring of the vortex battered and beat Avol within an inch of his life as he and Bo-Bo clashed against each other. For the first time in his life Avol feared something more than the loss of his money. As he twisted and contorted within the maelstrom believing that these were his last moments the sudden meeting of cool grass of a forest floor brought him back to reality. As he slowly gathered himself back to some sort of normalcy Avol patted himself down to make sure that everything that he kept on him was there.

Boomstick, Flamespitter, whistle, last and most important...his money pouch. With everything in order he slowly gathered himself together and tried to get a sense of where he was.

'Well one thing's fa sure...I ain't in Northrend no mo’ ma. Guess I'd betta checkn see if tha idiot made it, make sure all my stuff made it with me.’

Grabbing the special made whistle from his front pocket he pressed the oddly shaped wooden whistle to his lips and blew. The sound that followed was like the combination of a shrill tin whistle and a flatulent rusted horn being blown. Shortly after the sounds of heavy feet thundered towards Avol at speeds that should have bothered him for someone his size but busting through the tree line was the eight foot mook that he had come to depend on.

”You called Boss?”

”Yeh, an ya took ya sweet time gettin here too! Do ya still have all tha stuff wit ya?”

”Uh..yeh Boss I got everything right here!”

The awkward shifting of supplies wrapped in what appeared to be a sailcloth and tied with rigging told Avol that wherever Bo-Bo landed must of had pieces of the ship that brought them to Northrend which means that there could be more supplies to add to his wares. Wherever they ended up he was going to make some sort of moola and send back to his “legitimate” banks in Bilgewater. Taking a moment and fingering a coin from his coin purse and taking a large bite down into the solid metal disc Avol carefully calculated their next move.

”Alright here's what were what were gonna do. Take me back to where you came out of an let's get more stuff. The more stuff the more money we make.”

”You got it Boss!”
Finally at long last heres my goblin.



Avol Goldtooth




Character Summary

Name:Avol Goldtooth
Aliases:Boss Flamespitter, Big Boss, Little Green Menace
Age:45
Race:Goblin
Place of Origin:Bilgewater Port
Gender:Male
Class/Job:Tinkerer/Alchemist
Faction:Neutral



Stats


Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 85 stat point to assign between the six stats.


Strength: 5
Dexterity:16
Constitution: 12
Intelligence: 20
Wisdom: 14
Charisma: 18



Physical Attributes

Height: 4’0”
Weight: 35lbs
Build: Lithe
Eyes: Gold
Hair: Black
Skin Tone: Rough
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Several burns and scars along his face and arms from inventions failed.
Day To Day Attire: A dirty tailored button up shirt, wrinkled dress slacks, worn top hat.
Strengths:
  • Inventive
  • Calculating
  • Tactical

Weaknesses:
  • Weak
  • Greedy
  • Impulsive




Psychological Attributes

Greedy * Inventive * Tactical * Impulsive


Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Avol is a true goblin at heart; greedy, impulsive, and shrewd. While all this is true his goblin nature is tempered by his time as an alchemist which forces him to be calm and calculating ensuring his formulas come to an exact nature. While growing up in Bilgewater as a would-be Trade Prince he has learned to be very cunning both in business and in his personal life since the entire goblin world has put a target on his back. His entire life until now has been about subversion and underhanded business tactics and as such has taken a toll on him as he grows weary of constantly looking over his shoulder.

When it comes to his dealings with others, it all really depends on how much others are willing to deal with him. He tends to shun those whose mindset is narrow towards business like the Tauren or Night Elves since nature is too sacred to be profited on. He despises gnomes that think they're creations serve some greater purpose so their inventions are greater than his. If he can help it he prefers to deal with humans or orcs, they're just dumb enough to be enchanted by his mechanical genius but clever enough to understand business, in his opinion.
Habits:
  • Coin Biting
  • Cigar Smoking

Hobbies: Money Making
Fears:
  • Having No Money
  • Anyone larger than him
  • Being robbed

Likes:
  • Money
  • Tobacco
  • The smell of gunpowder
  • Explosions
  • Fire
  • Making money

Dislikes:
  • Mooks
  • Tree Huggers
  • People too smart for their own good
  • Thieves
  • Wise Guys
  • Being Broke




Skills




  • Skill: Alchemy Avol is able to concoct various potions, poisons, and anything in between to suite his needs.
  • Skill: Inventing His original passion, Avol creates his own weapons and tools to get the job done.
  • Skill: Marksmanship Through rising the ranks of the goblin underworld he has learned to be a pretty good shot with his weapons. Not that many need good aim.
  • Skill: Business Savvy Avol has an eye for business and know when and where to make deals.
  • Skill: Silver Tongued If you wanna make it to the rank of a Trade Prince you gotta know how to lie, and for Avol this has become second nature.
  • Skill: People Reading If your gonna go into business then you have to know how to work a crowd and he knows how to read people like a book.




Magic


Type of Magic:N/A
Magic Specialization: N/A
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Possessions


Possessions Generally On Person:

  • Item: Coin Purse Containing money from last job in Bilgewater.
  • Item: Rations Bread, Cheese, Bits of Jerky and the like.
  • Item: Bag Carries Possessions
  • Item: Ammo Pouches Carries ammo for his various weapons
  • Item: Clothes A spare change of clothes including some winter ware.
  • Item: Bo-Bo's Whistle Used to call Bo-Bo

Weapons:

  • Item: Boomstick Breech Load Double Barreled Shotgun
  • Item: Flamespitter Goblin sized flame thrower
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Armor:

  • Item: Pauldrons Basic leather with metal plates attached.
  • Item: FLAK vest A vest of Avol's design intended to stop bullets, never properly tested.
  • Item: Leather gloves Basic gloves
  • Item: Leather Boots Boots with steel plates at the toes.

Animals:

  • Animal: Bo-Bo While not an actual animal Bo-Bo is an ogre that Avol has been training (with the aid of very powerful chemical 'medicine’) since his early days as an alchemist. Having broken his will at a young age Bo-Bo now operates as Avol's permanent bodyguard and beast of burden carrying everything Avol can't.

Pack Contents: All carried by Bo-Bo

  • Item: Ammo Station A portable ammo station
  • Item: “Luxury” Tent A rather nice tent with bedroll
  • Item: Various Chemical Agents Used in his alchemy
  • Item: Extra food Rations for several days.

Magical Items: Only 2 magical Items of some kind.

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Potions: Premade potions

  • Item: Health Brew Revitalizes health, only 2 remaining
  • Item: Acid Flask Potent acid good for melting through most metals. 4 remaining
  • Item: Dragon Spit Fuel for Flamespitter (also good for bomb making). 3 remaining.




History

Childhood: Born an orphan in the tough city of Bilgewater Port, Avol learned to grow up and grow up fast. By the time he could work he was taking jobs as a package runner leaning any tricks of the trade in the hopes that would one day make it big. At the tender age of twelve his discovered he had a knack for tinkering and alchemy and was recruited into one of the many Tinker's Guilds.
Adulthood: After spending some time deepening his understanding of the alchemical arts Avol continued his agenda to one day become Trade Prince by any means necessary. Along the way he made quite a few enemies as Boss Flamespitter among the local gangs, gaining a rather cruel and heartless outlook at business. Due to his “popularity” he found and trained Bo-Bo to be his hired muscle and continued his spree until he had a run in with the Bilgewater Cartel.
Special Moments: Not that he knew it at the time but he actually grew up and met Jastor Gallywix. At the time he never thought much about him, but turns out that he would become the most powerful goblin known...tha mook!l
Current Events: After leaving Bilgewater Avol set off in the hopes to expand his growing “legitimate” business. When he arrived on the shores of Northrend it didn't take him long to realize that something wasn't right and he quickly tried to leave the way he came. Never trust a bad gut feeling...



Extras

Character Quote: “Money before Honeys Ya Mooks!”
Theme Song:
Aura Color: Green and gold
Scent: Gunpowder, Tobacco, and chemicals.
Anything Else: Illidan Stormrage
I'm still here and interested it just takes me a minute to write since I'm doing this all on my phone lol. If you need to start without me I'll be up asap
@rivaan if a class we are making doesn't use magic can we remove that part from the CS? Also should note, I'm interested and am working on a goblin alchemist/tinkerer
Here's my WIP


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