About FlappyFlappy!
:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D Flappy!:
Male, Goblin, Swamp Druid, 1 NE, Small, Humanoid (Goblinoid) Init +6; Senses 60ft Darkvision Perception +12 (+14 for hearing checks) - - - - - DEFENSE - - - - - AC 15, touch 15, flat-footed 11, FFtouch 11 (+4 Dex, +1 size) hp 2/11 (1d8+3) (9 non-lethal) Fort +5, Ref +3, Will +6 - - - - - OFFENSE - - - - - Speed 30ft Melee Ranged Spells
Feats Skills
Traits big ears, reactionary Languages Common, Goblin, Druidic
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Melee Ranged - - - - -
Feats Jumper Skills
Languages Animal
Background:
"I AM FLOPPY!!!" Appearance: Floppy was born with incredibly oversized ears and it has been his namesake ever since. 2'11," 33 lbs of short green Goblin with hugely large ears slung over his back with a hole in the right one. He wears a gaudy olive green and very tattered uniform he managed to find in the swamps one day. He is covered in bells, whistles chain links and noisemakers and often sporting a loop or two in the hole in his right ear. This tattered green uniform, covered in rings, bells and noisemakers has so many holes in it and clashes so badly with Ziggs as to make your eyes hurt. He looks like a misshappen patchwork of olive green, goblin green, silver and steel with a big toothy grin in the middle. Smile! His beady little eyes alight with cruelty and a calculated sharpness while his overtly large mouth sports vicious, dagger like teeth in a perpetually mischievous grin. A special mention must go to his ears for they are so large, almost comically so, as to put even the floppiest bunny to shame. Coming down well past his waist he could and often would wear them as a cape and in a pinch went a long way to keeping warm on those cold, lonely nights. He travels with his pet "Gnobbler," a horrendously overbloated toad covered in warts and scars, as goblins dont tend to be the best pet sitters. They can sit fine, its the pet part they have troubles with. Vastly unintelligent and sluggish yet capable of fast speeds once in motion, Gnobbler is an excellent jumper, as all frogs are and lives up to his namesake as more than a few goblins have suddenly vanished mysteriously while near the beast when his belly starts grumbling. Personality: A lover of music and a charming creature of wit and mirth, Ziggs is anything but. His "music" consists of making as much noise as possible and screeching along with it. He carries plenty of loud and noisy odds and ends on his person so he can dance when he wants to be joyful. Others generally dislike this. He loves his favorite bear, Bufo, pranks and bragging about having the largest toad in the Toadlick Tribe, a big deal in these parts! If he feels particularly emboldened he might jump up and sing a goblin song and dance a little jig to the bemusement of those around yet to humans it sounds like a dying cat in a garbage can with a blender going and kicked down the curb for good measure. Upon hearing it, Ziggs usually gets kicked to the curb for good measure too. When more sober he is more inclined to stare and observe people, always on the lookout for trouble so he can join in the fun. He is mischievous to a fault and a lover of pranks, always on the lookout for a chance to slip a toad under someones seat or drop a spider in a gals hair or swap someones fine wine with Bufo (he loves that one :).
Of Beer and Song:
All the goblins were gathered around the keg of beer pillaged from the latest caravan to have passed through and some number of them were drooping off to LaLa Land. Most of them merry with that dazzled look they get when drinking to much, a few of them in the corner got up. Mildly interested, Flappy glanced over and watched them pull out some instruments, first a fiddle then some noisemakers. Next a boken harpsichord and lastly a set of beaten and worn drums. He looked quite content to sit back and enjoy save for that mischievous look in his eye once again. The small goblin got up and started towards the impromptu band, all eyes on him. Then. Flappy started to dance. The other goblins started falling back into their seats laughing at the sight of the comical goblin flailing about. The band spurned on by their diminutive dancer played all the harder laughing as they went. Then Flappy started to sing. Round we go, round we go
Recognizing the song, some of the rest of the goblins joined in! You can break its legs and watch it squirm
With that verse even the hobgoblins started laughing and joining in by stomping their feet and Gnobbler started swaying back, completely out of rhythm and a blank stare across his warty face. Round we go, round we go
Now others were getting up and joining the goblin "upstage" adding to the sight of the goblin flailing and wailing about! Now get your friend an gather round
All the goblins walloped someone around them, turning the "dance floor" into a mini battleground before returning to the song. This was turning out to be quite the merry night! Round we go, round we go
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