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"A goblin is only as dirty as his master." He spoke rather loudly as he picked up the bag of coins and walked out, also swiping up a neat looking spell scroll. Seeing the goblin, he walked over to him, "Hello friend, would you mind joining me on an adventure?" He asked, hoping that his new friend would accept.

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"Fine. I'll do it." He said, not believing the 'dead student' trope. But, if it were true, he would still do it. "I'll return with the tome, if possible, I would like to take the goblin with me." He said, not wanting that goblin to stay around this dangerous town.

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As he listened, he began to think. "I don't care about your philosophical crap, why would I give someone like you all of the necromantic knowledge known to us? Why should I trust you anyways?" He said, maintaining eye contact, refusing to break from his current character. He only did this to find out what this guy wanted it for.

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This new face wasn't a pleasant one, but this guy was about to be his next client, so he couldn't decline. His robes and surrounding pointed to a man of wealth. "I'm here because I was requested. I am here because you want to hire me for a job that you need done." He said, without the slightest hint of kindness. He didn't make friends with clients, especially when they sent servants to do their work for them.

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He looked at the tower. "Well... Uh... Okay." He said under his breath. He began walking in, keeping a hand on one of his pistols, with a fireball ready. "Hello? Anyone home?" He yelled, confused and worried that this was a trap.

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As he was being dragged by the goblin, he saw the flier and stopped him. "Hold on friend, come, see this." He said, walking towards the flier. "J. Light..." He murmured to himself. He took the flier and stuffed it into his pocket. "Okay, little friend, lead on." He said, looking towards the tower.

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As the goblin said his little speech and the Orcish looking gentlemen had a tantrum, he decided to hear about this payment. "Let's take this outside, yea?" He said, softly, looking back at the goblin. Hoping that the orc wasn't looking for a fight, but he certainly wouldn't mind taking him on for that axe.

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As he heard a small voice calling for his, he set down his drink and looked for the source of the voice Then he saw the small goblin at the doorway, receiving menacing glances from other bar patrons. He walked to the goblin and crouched in front of him. "Hello friend, I am Tobias, call me Toby. What can I do for you?" He said calmly, he didn't see goblins as trash like everyone else. They were actually quite interesting. So he decided to give it a shot.

"THE MONSTERVERSE" - (A Kaiju Gijinka Roleplay)

Ark sat in his resting state, restarting some processes, then he received the message, and quick-started all of his processes and began to walk towards the active departure area, running diagnostics on his systems, all coming back as 100% functional. "Seems as though we will see action today. I believe that this will be interesting." He says, monotone, as he arrives at the area where his Mech is housed. "If granted, I would like to take California." He says, preparing to transfer to his mech.

Now, he awaits further information.

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Character Name: Tobias Skinner. (Skinny)

Race/Species: Dwarven/Human.

Gender: Male.

Age: 23 in Human years.

Career/Class: Mercenary/Engineer.

Weapons/Spells:

• Dual Sharpshooter Pistols.
• Fireball. (Spell)
• Titanium Machete.

Physical Description: Standing at 5'4", he has a stocky build. He has light skin with a darkened edge where his shoulder meets his metal arm. His metal arm is sleek, with underlying tech.

Armor: Leather armor, with metal shoulder pads, gauntlets, and shin guards.

Equipment/Other: A back sack filled with scrap metal, loose nuts and bolts, and a teddy bear.

Mental Description/Personality: Open minded, very curious. Isn't biased in any way towards anything. But when on a job, he is very studious and serious. Deadly when troubled.

Background/History: You don't have to stick to bullet points, but I'd like some background on your character regardless. You are the protagonist, after all!

• When he was born, he was abandoned under a tree, found my mercenaries and raised in their ways.
• Spent his younger years stealing, fighting, and working.
• At the age of 12, he stole a carridge and adopted one of it's horses, naming him "Max."
• He began working as a mercenary at age 16. Beginning with small jobs, slowly going into more extreme and dangerous jobs.
• Became well known after a job in which he stole a very well made machete which belonged to a dangerously powerful gang leader. He has kept said machete.