Search Posts
Combat Post:
Benzin no sooner turns the corner than he senses he is being followed. The angry veteran drunk on cheap wine was no nowhere to be seen, along with his head full of important seditious thoughts. Turning back toward the alley exit he faces his pursuer. A tall, muscular half-orc in scale mail towers over Benzin, standing a mere 10 feet away.
Benzin looks up at the half-orc visibly panicked. "But...but...but...your mushy brain won't have any value!" Then Benzin's demeanor shifts, his eyes narrow and his pupils grow large and black. A sinister grin grows from cheek to cheek and he bends his head towards his right shoulder a good 45 degrees, never losing eye contact with his new plaything. "I'll just have to sell your carcass!" Benzin's eyes then go wide, transforming into black sparkling voids.
SpoileredInTheSpoiler: Active Combat Conditions: N/A
May I present Benzin Grimmle - Oracle of the Dark Tapestry Background:
The funny thing about thoughts is how easy they are to sell to the right person. Benzin loves the feeling of probing into an unsuspecting mind especially when he finds dark thoughts that can be sold to the authorities. Cheliax may be a land of laws but law thrives on the existence of chaos and Benzin walks the line between the two to both profit and feel alive. What is the true measure of a gnome if not the controlled chaos of their experiences?
Benzin's ancestors, when making the journey from the First World, crossed the barrier as a denizen of the Dark Tapestry reached out from the cosmos to understand the connection between the two worlds. Hundreds of years later, Benzin is now haunted by a long dead family member that died from uncontrollable madness. Benzin does not necessary know where his increased magical prowess comes from but he intends to exploit his abilities for as much power and gold as possible. Theme Song: |
