Delta Angelfire |
Name: Pipsqueak Weaseltongue, the Phosphophyllite Sage
Alignment: Neutral Good
Race: Half-Orc
Classes: Alchemist 11
Description: Pipsqueak - or "Pip" as he introduces himself - had a rough start in life. Apprenticed to his tribe's Shaman in Tian Xia, he was sold into slavery as one of the few survivors of his village after it was wiped out. His knowledge of Alchemy earned him a spot as a drug concoctioner to a small time underworld thug who was eventually taken out by the Pathfinder Society. With his newfound freedom he joined the lantern lodge, where he went on many adventures including seeing the lantern lodge through to it's end (at least, outside of Tian Xia). He eventually turned his back on his witch heritage to pour even more of his focus into his alchemy, and slowly grew from a supporting good luck charm (and repository of endless knowledge) to a fearsome aerial warrior in his own right. With the support of a metamorphic familiar that often spends time in a monstrous form as his body guard, he went on to create a sage jewel - one looked down upon as exceedingly fragile and weak, just as the warriors of his village once though of him as.