Lazy Kitsune Wrote:Name: Gnurt
Class: Alchemist
Race: Goblin
Personality: Greedy, deceptive, cunning, lustful.
Background: Though Gnurt was always sharper than the rest of his kind, he shared the same selfish tendencies Goblins were often associated with. Gold, food and beautiful women to breed filled his dreams every night, though instead of distracting him from his genius, these fantasies motivated him. Though no goblin could ever get into any of the fancy magical academies, Gnurt's knack for learning helped him discover many wonders of alchemy and potion brewing all on his own. He became a reliable Goblin Alchemist, churning out potions and poultices for simple ailments and problems that earned him both the reputation, and the coin, to start establishing himself as the "good" goblin in adventuring circles. He would pedal his wares to adventuring folk out in the wilderness, at marked up prices for the convenience of being able to restock while still adventuring of course.
Eventually this earned him a few invitation to work more directly with a few adventuring guilds that helped supply those brave souls that kept the lands safe from all the dangerous monsters that lay beyond the borders of civilization. Now, Gnurt would have been happy enough taking these partnerships for the gold it would offer him, but what really drew his eye were the women it would bring him in contact with. His experiences selling to travelling parties were often most memorable for all the beautiful, young, fit and varied women of all races and backgrounds, that seemed to have bodies begging for some goblin babies. A little earned trust, and access to some more exotic supplies that the Academies would never dare or bother to teach any of their students about, and he felt he could make use of his skills in ways no one would expect from a lowly goblin.
Your work was starting to precede you as your potions and poultices earned more and more notoriety. Reliable, fairly priced, and most of all strong. But this work was started to get you more and more notice from a certain clientele. The kind that were in need of a man of your expertise. You had a few letters set out before you as you worked in your lab. Pots and cauldrons bubbling and boiling away as you considered your choice as well as prepared your merchandise for the next day.
But for now you could look over the letters you had received from these prospective adventuring partners.
The first seemed to be younger gal, her letter was flowery, but well written. She was obviously trained at the various mage academies around the free nations. But she seemed to have a particular focus in horticulture and botany. Her letter read as following. "Dear, Gnurt. I hope your endeavors are treating you well, but I am writing to you to inquire about a possible partnership. I am looking to graduate to Grandmaster and must research some rare ingredients deep within the Murkblack Forest. The ingredients wither quickly and so to test my theories I require your alchemic expertise. Please write back as soon as you are able. Best wishes - Madam Ellenora Everblossom"
Another was given to you by what you believe was the woman's retainer. An older knight stopped by to drop off a letter enclosed by a royal wax seal. The knight explained their ward had wished to experience the world and asked for you specifically because of what she was raised to believe about goblins. She wanted to experience the realms which she was too rule and how best help its people. Her letter read as follows, " Greetings, I humbly wish to invite you to join me in an adventure of a lifetime, I, Maria Hresvel II, bid you to join me on this endeavor. You will be rewarded handsomely for your time. The world will see that I am ready to be a queen for all, including goblins. And they will see that Goblins can be productive members of our society. I hope you consider it Master Gnurt" The letter ends with a fanciful caligraphy script signature of Maria's name.
The last seemed most interesting, in that it was less a letter and more a quickly dressed piece of parchment that even had a water ring on it. "Gnurt, The Crimson Wolves need your stock, but on top of that we've got a proposition for you. We're willing to be triple market price for a special deal. Our boss is on the look out for new avenues for revenue. We're putting together a few search parties, scattering them around to look for something more interesting for our customers. You help us cook something up we'll see you're rewarded handsomely, whaddya say? Stop by the Howling Pig Inn tonight if you think its worth your while." There was no signature to mark it but instead some red lipstick marked off on the end of the page.
Decisions decisions. Of course outside of the offer with the Wolves you neednt be too hasty either. You can weigh your options or possible put out some feelers of your own for who might be in the market for an unothodox alchemist.