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Grizzo Sluggbolt

Father of Friggin' Dinosaurs Grizzo Sluggbolt

An artificer from the beacon of Thysian civilization, Anotheros, Grizzo has had to leave his home for the wide world after a...very minor misunderstanding with the local constabulary and certain private citizens who may or may not have had dealings with Diamond-Crest's alleged thieves' guild.   Fortunately he's not alone in the wide, cold, uncivilized world; he is accompanied by his stalwart homunculus companion Ogghi. A clockwork monkey who can grasp many advanced and complex concepts, which, regrettably, don't always include notions like "private property".   Grizzo has also just brought into being his newly crafted steel defender Rachel the Raptor. A mechanical ingenue apex predator eager to learn about this shiny new world she finds herself in and bite those who annoy her.

Physical Description

Identifying Characteristics

His left canine fang is solid gold and on his right upper arm he has an enchanted tattoo of a faintly glowing red heart with a banner accross it which reads "MOOGA" (the Goblin word for "mom").   He also has numerous metal hoops and studs lining his large, batlike ears.

Apparel & Accessories

Grizzo's Omnihammer   Grizzo's Soul Arm is unique at least in his experience.  While every Sluggbolt for generations has manifested the same heavy claw hammer as their Soul Arm, Grizzo's took an unusual turn.  While its default setting is still a hammer (albeit a heavier warhammer than the standard Sluggbolt claw) Grizzo can, seemingly at will, alter the shape of his Soul Arm into whatever tool he requires at the time.

Mental characteristics

Personal history

Grizzo worked for his father and uncle's scrap collection business until he was about 12. It was at that point that local artificer and Thieve's Guild associate Mr. Dolish, after seeing a display of arcane technical ability by the young goblin, took him under his wing as his apprentice.   While he continued to work part time for his father's business for the next few years, gradually more and more time was spent working with Mr. Dolish and availing himself of the considerably more lucrative opportunities offered by the Thieve's Guild. Regrettably, Dolish began slipping deeper and deeper into lotus blossom addiction. While his more talented apprentice was able to manage things for a few years as his mentor became more and more of a liability but eventually the sludge did hit the exhaust port.   After a particularly bad bender, Mr. Dolish failed to make a delivery to a very dangerous and influential group and while Grizzo was, ultimately, able to locate the required goods and deliver them to the Guild so the deal could go through, the buyers had had enough and wanted examples made. The Guild, both becuase they genuinelly liked Grizzo and out of respect for the man Dolish used to be (and the fact that Grizzo had managed to save everyone's bacon), decided to intervene on Grizzo's behalf and get him out of Anotheros.

Education

Despite its many flaws, true illiteracy is fairly rare in Anotheros primarily by virtue of the fact that many of the career options in that country have at least a partial technical element to them and the fact that much of the economy is fueled by advertising much of which is print based. Grizzo received the standard VERY basic primary education most lower class Anotherosi receive then went on to learn his family business though was later taken on as an apprentice to the Artificer Dolish.

Accomplishments & Achievements

  • May or may not have been part of the crew that broke into the Red Army stadium and stole the head from their strawman The General.
  • First Member of the Sluggbolt Clan in 3 generations whose Soul Arm deviated in any way from the standard Sluggbolt Hammer.

Failures & Embarrassments

Though he rarely speaks of it and often tries to hide this fact with jokes, bravado and sarcasm, Grizzo is actually quite self conscious about precisely how much smarter he is than the rest of his family.   He's not embarassed by his blue collar roots in any way. Quite the opposite. He feels like something of a class traitor for availing himself of the opportunities his artificing abilities have opened up for him.

Mental Trauma

  • The general sorts of traumatic experiences that extreme poverty can expose a kid to growing up.
  • Grizzo misses his family (particularly his older sister Beeza) badly.

Intellectual Characteristics

Grizzo has been ruled by an intense curiosity and burning desire to know how things work since childhood.

Morality & Philosophy

Pragmatically flexible.

Personality Characteristics

Likes & Dislikes

Likes: Grizzo, being from Diamond Crest's Braackton District (affectionately known to locals as The Coal Chute) is a proud "Lunger 4 Life". Grizzo's elementa team is the Braackton Black Legion (affectionately known to locals as The Braackton Black Lungs)

Their stadium is Legion Hall though it is referred to almost exclusively as The Pitt and it is the oldest elementa stadium in Anotheros that is still in use. They have an intense rivalry with another Diamond Crest team The Red Army.

Social

Contacts & Relations

Mr. Dolish- Mentor: An aging Kalashtar dreamer with a sweet tooth for lotus blossoms. Dolish is a battle smith whose moral flexibility and personal habits led him to a life of working with the Diamond Crest Thieves' Guild. Mr. Dolosh plucked a young Grizzo out of the garbage, quite literally, and set him on the path to being an artificer. As the years rolled on, Dolish was genuinely pleased to see his protege begin to show signs that he would one day likely surpass him in skill. His addiction, sadly, began to get the better of him as time went on and his rather infamous failure to keep a meeting with a very irate potential buyer of a magical item he'd crafted was the catalyst for Grizzo having to flee his home.

Mr. Dolish's soul arm is a small silver sickle. A holdover from his family's early roots as apothecaries.

Velexx - Thieves' Guild Contact: The half drow rogue known as Velexx is a rising star in the Diamond Crest Thieves' Guild. He's known for his wit, his ruthlessness and his sense of personal style. He is in many ways the embodiment of the flash gangster. Expensive clothes and jewelry, an unmistakable coach pulled by mechanical horses; Velexx is a Diamond Crest fixture and happily takes the spotlight off of his superiors. Velexx has a great fondness for Grizzo and was one of the guild members who advocated for his safety and his being allowed to leave Anotheros. Grizzo was one of the only mechanics he would allow to touch his mechanical horse team and personally donated a huge amount of cash to Grizzo's Manifestation Day celebration. His immediate superior is a Kenku named Clanger.

Velexx's soul arm is a jet black stiletto that shimmers like oil on water.

Clanger-Thieves' Guild Contact: "People always bitch about the pigeons but believe me, Shiny, there's far worse birds in Diamond Crest." - Sgt Gadfly of the Coal Chute's VERY beleaguered 13th precinct.

The Kenku known only as Clanger is an underboss in the Diamond Crest Thieves' Guild and Velexx's direct superior. He seems content to allow Velexx to preen in the sun (in as much as an Anotherosi Drow can) and be the lightening rod for most of law enforcement's attentions. Any copper actually worth his badge knows that the brooding ravenman is the one pulling the strings at least as far as his crew is concerned. He is smart and relatively fair minded given his vocation. He is not, however, known to suffer fools gladly and his patience is very thin in most circumstances. One of his more eerily surreal tactics is repeating a debtor or guild member who'd screwed up's own words back to them in their own voice often followed by a ticking sound and the clanging bell sound that earned him his name.

Clanger is most decidedly NOT known for his sense of humor. With one...minor exception. While he didn't interact with Grizzo anywhere near as often as Velexx and never told the lad this; Clanger finds the antics of Ogghi to be comedic GOLD and, unbeknownst to Grizzo, the wily old raven often leaves shiny things in his pockets or hanging provocatively from his fob chain specifically for Ogghi to pilfer.

Clanger's soul arm is a thin, silver garrote.

Family Ties

Slozzog Sluggbolt-Father. Runs the family scrap merchant business with his brother Dryxxl. Slozzog is a heavyset, middle-aged goblin with a missing pinkie finger and a proclivity towards conspiracy theories (though admittedly less so than his own father did). Slozzog is loud, jovial despite his poverty and loves his family very much. He is illiterate but knows some letters and, while he shares few interests with his son, he actually takes a good deal of pride in Grizzo's intellect.

Slozzog's soul arm is the standard version of the Sluggbolt hammer

Zurma Sluggbolt- His one and only beloved Moogah immortalized in the classiest of heart tattoos. Spindly and worry prone, Zurma is a homemaker first but also takes in laundry and mending on the side for some extra copper. She has some serious concerns about some of the people her son was getting affiliated with but kept them largely to herself as she trusted Grizzo and the extra cash was nice.

Zurma's soul arm is the Murkwater (her maiden name) shield. A small, wooden shield of very simple design which sees most of its use as a flat surface to carry things with.

Beeza Sluggbolt- Sister. Two years Grizzo's senior Beeza continues to work at the family business and is poised to take the reigns once their father is unable to do so any longer. She is pragmatic, quick to anger (she is to date the only Sluggbolt to not actually make it through her entire Manifestation party without assaulting someone with her newly manifested soul arm) and fiercely protective of her baby brother. She is actually quite proud of his intellect and the fact that it provided him a way out of the old neighborhood. She is also very proud of her family's working class roots and feels no sense of shame about the fact that she's a scrap merchant whatsoever. Despite her encouragement of it , she has taken her brother's departure very hard.

Beeza's soul arm is the Sluggbolt prybar

Dryxxl Sluggbolt-Uncle. The tall, perpetually emaciated Luigi to his brother Slozzog's Mario, Uncle Dryxxl is the second owner of the scrap metal business. Grizzo's mustachioed uncle and his family live one floor above Grizzo's in the tenement in the Coal Chute. He is the father of Grizzo's cousin Zurk.

Dryxxl's soul arm is the Sluggbolt prybar

Murzleen Sluggbolt-Aunt. Auntie Murzleen is a rotund, somewhat infectiously optimistic goblin who serves as a sort of emotional ballast to Grizzo's own anxiety prone Moogah. She drinks and gambles a bit but is still a good mother and frequently puts her sister-in-law's mind at ease because her occasional trips to the betting parlors means she rubs elbows with some of her nephew's newer associates and will occasional vouch for people like Velexx, etc.

Murzleen's soul arm is the Glopschpackle (her maiden name) shillelagh. A heavy-if-small blackthorn cudgel with a steel band around the tip.

Zurk Sluggbolt-Cousin. The only son of Grizzo's Uncle Dryxyl and his wife Murzleen, Zurk is not a bright goblin by any stretch of the imagination. He was also the only member of Grizzo's family who routinely gave him grief for his more intellectual pursuits though this was usually mitigated somewhat by his healthy and quite well founded fear of his cousin Beeza's left hook. Zurk is finding himself having to look after Beeza a bit more as his cousin and her drinking have spiraled a bit since Grizzo's departure.

Zurk's soul arm is the Sluggbolt hammer

Respectable, upstanding type goblin from Anotheros. Inventor extraordinaire, law abiding citizen and clockwork construct guardian.

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Alignment
Chaotic Good
Age
24
Birthplace
Diamond Crest-Anotheros
Children
Current Residence
Pending
Gender
Male
Eyes
Orange
Hair
Purple
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Emerald green
Height
3'3
Related Plots

On the challenges of shrinkage and embiggening

(More excepts from the leather bound journal in Grizzo’s bag labeled “GRIZZO’S LAB NOTES” Folded hand written blueprints for what looks to be a sort of pistol with a flat disc where the barrel should be also surrounded by Grizzo’s hastily written miniscule handwriting)     • The Problem: Crap keeps insisting on being the wrong size!! How many times have you looked at a rat and thought “Sure, he looks tasty but how do you feed a family of six with it?” or “Wouldn’t that rat be SO much cooler if it was the size of a lion and sent rampaging through Red Army Stadium!?” Alternatively, we’ve all been in a situation where we thought “Wow that large item would be so much easier to slip into my pocket if it wasn’t so freakin’ huge” or “Wouldn’t that mook look hilarious with a tiny little pin head on those big ass shoulders?” Damnit Thysia has been at the mercy of crap being the size it is for TOO DAMNED LONG!   • The Solution: THE SLUGGBOLT RESIZENATOR 3000!!!! ( a crude drawing similar to the gun in the blueprints though nowhere near as detailed can be found next to the name) Puts the power of transmutation in the palm of your hand. Device can be set to “shrinkage” or “embiggening” and will reduce or increase the size/mass of the object in question for the duration of the time that the individual is exposed to the beam.   • The one or two teensy, insignificant bugs what still need working out: Objects exposed to the Resizenator’s ray DO change their mass but don’t keep their cellular stability for the duration of the process. This leads to one of the two states-of-being which will henceforth be referred to “calcification” and “splatification” respectively moving forward.   • Calcification: During the shrinking process things go along swimmingly until the calcification process begins. At a certain point (usually when the object is between 34-50% smaller than its original size) the cell structure becomes rigid and inflexible ultimately fusing into a rocklike substance and becoming completely inert. (seriously not even acid solution #66 will break them down and that stuff eats through ANYTHING). NOTE: it’s theoretically possible that having a layer of organic material between the target object and the beam MAY lessen or at least delay the calcification process. Research into this phenomenon is stymied on account of my cousin Zurk being a FREAKIN CRYBABY and being unwilling to let me shoot him with the ray a second time even though he TOTALLY survived that first time and everything was ultimately fine! As SOME of us actually give a crap about the advancement of the freakin’ sciences and shit I will attempt to document The Lung Incident in as much detail as I can manage from memory.   • The Lung Incident: While in the process of shrinking beer bottles on chair across the room and attempting to measure how quick the whole calcification crap set in, the observer (yours truly) was RUDELY INTERUPTED by the subject (the aforementioned CRYBABY Zurk) who burst into his workshop without knocking, putting on safety goggles or nothing. (In the interests of full disclosure: the subject HAD just heard that the Black Legion had traded freakin’ BULLFROG of all players and was understandably upset about the whole ugly business). Suffice to say that the subject accidentally passed in front of the Resizenator’s beam and the intended target and subject’s lung capacity was reduced by roughly 18%. Subject was unable to appreciate the hilarity of the squeaky ass little voice he had for the duration of the experiment but the observer and his lab assistant (See, Ogg I DO mention you in these things damnit!) were highly amused. The IMPORTANT bit is that subject’s lungs stopped shrinking without succumbing to calcification for the entire 15 minutes or so it took to mix up the potion to restore his lungs to their original size. (Subject wouldn’t allow the ray to be used to restore his lungs so we have no further data on why he was able to weather the effects so well) Questions that still need answers: 1) Why did only his lungs shrink when he was hit? The beam hit him square in the chest so his whole torso SHOULD have shrunk. 2) Why no calcification? 3) Why is the observer’s cousin such a cowardly little chowderhead that he won’t let the observer test these things?   • Splatification: Splatification is the opposite of the calcification phenomenon. It occurs when the Resizenator is used to enbiggen things. Much like with the “shrinkage” feature, when the Resizenator is used to enbiggen things, the object does grow in size and mass…right up until it gets to be about 50% as large as it used to be. At this point the cells of the item lose all structural integrity and begin the rapid and hilariously horrific splatification process. The cells, over a span of seconds, begin to break down entirely and the entire object collapses into a pile of gelatinous goo roughly the consistency of glue. (NOTE: they do not have any of the other properties of glue and should under no circumstances EVER be used as an actual adhesive product. (Seriously you do NOT want to get that shit on your hands GLOVES GLOVES GLOVES even YOU Ogghi!)   • Splatification Side Note: One interesting side note is that cells that have been subject to splatification basically reset. They lose all identifying characteristics and return to a sort of proto-cell state. They cant take on any new information on account of the fact that they’re breaking down but if I could figure out a way to just PRODUCE matter made entirely out of these “proto cells” then, in theory at least, they ought to be in a state of being ready to receive information rather than losing it. As they wouldn’t be in the breaking down stage you could theoretically hold them in a kinda stasis that would remain static until it came into contact with other organic matter. Logically the cells would follow the path of least resistance and just morph into whatever the larger body of cells around them were made of. As far as the body would be concerned, they’d just BE skin/blood/bone cells so they shouldn’t have any problem integrating them into the organism as though the body had produced them naturally. It’d be like a bandage you didn’t have to change. It would just become a part of you. ----SEE MEDIPLAS NOTES (is written in different colored ink clearly added some time later)

F.O.F.D INITIATIVE

(These notes are bound in a small leather notebook entitled “F.O.F.D. Initiative”. Grizzo’s handwriting is small and meticulous though the writing spills over into the margins constantly and the entire thing is interspersed with drawings and schematics and the occasional rude cartoon. If feels more as though the manic goblin was simply trying to fit as much information on any given page as he possibly could rather than an attempt at actual neatness.)   1.) BRAINS   SD brain needs to function differently to Ogg’s. Less raw cognitive capacity but more receptive to feedback and input… gotta create raw instinct with a capacity for limited in the moment problem solving. (Less Glottis more Brutis) …also needs to be able to synch with creator/operator/yours truly…(pre-programmed knowledge template? Onboard data base she can access on a as needed basis? Scanning device that could upload data right to her brain?)   (dated three days later)   IDIOT!! IDIOT!!! IDIOT!!!!!!!!! Why in the nine hells wouldn’t I just SCAN the thing she’s gonna need to synchronize with!? (what follows are a serious of drawings and equations depicting some sort of inverted metal dish which seems designed to fit upon a goblin’s head with arrows pointing to various bits with hastily scrawled notes and lines depicting motion from the device atop the goblin head to a multifaceted orb of some sort with wires attached to it labeled “BRAIN” in Grizzo’s handwriting a scratched out question mark in what looks suspiciously like a monkey’s handwriting was added after the N.)     2.) TAIL   Base of the tail gotta be thick for balance which also makes it the PERFECT spot to put the capacitor in!! (What follows are elaborate hand draw blueprints for what looks some sort of sizable energy storing device designed to fit at the thick base of a tapering, reptilian looking tail) Kinetic storage devices from all her major extremities can be installed to re-route power to the capacitor in her tail so even just walking down the street she’s building a charge!! (a crudely drawn cartoon of someone getting whacked by said tail with jagged lightening bolts emanating from their personage indicating that being hit with the tail could discharge the energy) BZZZZZZZZT!!!! This baby’s gonna pack a whallop! Also, note to self, try to figure out an energy condensing method so she can ultimately store even more.     3.) LIMBS (A series of ink drawings depicting two very large, backwards jointed metallic legs and two much smaller what look to be arms. Being simply drawings of the limbs themselves it’s hard to determine context but Grizzo seems undaunted. Interspersed throughout the drawings are lines leading to hastily scrawled margin notes some of which have been scratched out by a different color ink in that mysterious primate like hand. Under which, in Grizzo’s own handwriting are the words “NOT FUNNY, OGG!” AN elaborate close up drawing of one of the creature’s feet reveal a viciously sharp looking hooked claw with a subsequent margin note that simply reads “HYDRAULICS OR SPRING LOADING FOR THE “KILL CLAW” ….”KILL CLAW!!!!!” this thing is gonna be freaking awesome!” The following page contains blueprints for a bolted attachment which seems to be designed to go over the monstrosity’s right shoulder that has a small leather chair inside complete with safety straps with a note that reads “OGGHI SIDE CAR?” Beside which is a crude sketch of a mechanical monkey head wearing what looks to be a tiny crash helmet.

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