Romo is a simple Goblin. He remembers a childhood of eating filthy discarded trash while chained to a wall, forced to run from the bigger kids. He always hated them, but calmly waited until he had an advantage. Due to all the filthy trash he got (especially so since he got the seconds of the seconds) any lesser goblin would have died. He survived though, with even more hatred; through a combination of a hardy body and self-taught medical treatment. One day he started a fire. He wasn't quite sure how, but honed and practiced the skill, aiming at trees. He found those that tormented him in his childhood and showed his inner fire. For once, he saw what it was like to get the first of the trash. Unfortunately the tribe was soon exterminated by humans with torches. He ran, and through fire, toughness, and self-medication found his way. He doesn't waste his energy, and only fights when victory is certain. Of course, he doesn't mind letting others charge ahead first. He found another goblin tribe, and advertised his firemaking abilities. On top of that, he knew about basic medicine and could stop people from bleeding.
Appearance and Personality:
Romo has a bit of an odd appearance. His skin is blue, unlike the green of his "childhood friends," He doesn't really notice because he hasn't really had a chance to see his reflection. His eyes are red like blood, like most goblins. He has large ears, which are quite awkward to look at considering they're almost as big as his arms. It does make it hard to sneak up on him however. He wears a handmade armor made from rat skins and stones. He's smart, but it did take him a while since he had to figure it out himself. He doesn't quite like making things and won't really pursue the talent. He is oddly patient and smart. He doesn't do anything he thinks will bring harm to himself, and typically strikes when he's confident. He's only ever shed tears from the smoke that went into his eyes from the fire he makes.