Hope you don't mind but I'm interested and have a character ready. [hider= Bumble Billowgrub] [u]General Info[/u] Name: Bumble Billowgrub Hobgoblin Name: Totie Gropiel'ken of the Silence, Loremaster Age: 17 Sex: Female Sexuality: Straight Occupation: Hobgoblin Scholar, pays the rent, bills and taxes. [u]Heritage[/u] Species: Hobgoblin Race: Horned Flat Nosed Genetic Attributes: An excerpt from "The Real Hobgoblin" by Bumble Billowgub Most of what you hear of Hobgoblin appearance is true, however it is only all true of the battle hardened warriors, scouts and adventures that one might actually encounter in the civilised world. Those that showed no flair for fighting often don't become the axe dragging, stout muscle bound goliath you'll see defending the territory because its not feasible to. Its not surprising then, given that the hobgoblin body has been bred for maximum fighting strength, that people might think that our upper bodies somewhat dwarf our lower bodies. This is simply a coincidence. Hobgoblin's come in all shapes and sizes but those with plenty of spare upper body strength often do well in the military. Another common misconception is hobgoblins can't have a head of hair. All warriors shave their heads, regardless of gender, before battle, largely to intimidate but also to protect them from being gripped by it. What is certainly true is our long pointed ears, red-orange eyes and dull coloured skin, but this is where the similarities end. As one of the oldest races on in this world there is more variation between Hobgoblins that there is in elves. Anyone wishing to see a true average Hobgoblin is more than welcome to meet me, I hope you'll be pleasantly surprised. [u]Physical Genetic Traits:[/u] Stuck out pointed ears Pronounced Canines Toned Physique, don't even have to try really Sensitive eyesight, great for seeing in the dark, not so great during the day Magical Capabilities: None [u]Appearance[/u] Height: 5' or 151cm Weight: 121 lb or 55 kg Body Type: Pear shaped, Hair: Straight shoulder length, Red in colour Eye Color: Orange Skin Color: Beige Special Traits: Wide Hips, Dad loved a curvy woman. Grey Horns curve upwards around the head, one slightly more so than the other. Attire: See later. On top of the armour Bumble wears a dark black hooded cloak to protect her from the sun during the day and to make her almost invisible at night. To protect her delicate eyes from the sun she wears a pair of large dark blue stained glass spectacles with brass frames, which while not completely nullifying the effect of the sun on her vision take the vast amount of edge off when used in conjunction with the cloak. Her feet are adorned with wooden sandals but are packed away when stealth is key. In addition to all this she is always equipped with a bag with enough room for quills ink and her notebook. [u]Talents[/u] Abilities: Strong knowledge of Dungeon, Goblin and Hobgoblin lore. High Diplomacy Skill. Magical Skills: None. Combat Skills: Trained in the art of crossbow and hatchets. Keen eyesight in the dark. Domestic Skills: Brewmaster, proficient in alchemy and drinks manufacturing. [u]Interests[/u] Pets: None, never grew up with any so why would she have them now? Hobbies: When not in the library, Bumble spends much of her time in the tavern or keeping up her training regime. Collections: Books, lots of them. Being a good scholar isn't just about presenting facts, its about presenting them in a manner that the majority audience will find engaging. Hobgoblin literature doesn't meld well with the public. [u]Personality[/u] Likes: Bard's stories of danger and adventure and their music, something she never had growing up. Dislikes: Racism, is tough being one of few Hobgoblin's in the city. Usually isn't a problem but every now and again it is. Magic, Hobgoblin mistrust of arcane arts runs deep. Summer time, the sun is bad enough most of the year round. Dreams: To be the first famous Hobgoblin that didn't transcend his/her mortality in battle. Fears: Billow Moths. Can we leave it at that? Favorite Color: Son'gog, the colour of the clouds that roll of the mountains. Favorite Food: Enemy Battle Fallen Worg, tastes like victory. Used to be a staple until the unification of the North Clan's under Og'Og, the God of Order. [u]Biography[/u] Family: Barely know them, just not how Hobgoblin society works Social Heritage: What is social heritage? Social Standing: Low military rank while in Hobgoblin society so little more than she has currently working as a somewhat junior scholar. Childhood: Typical Hobgoblin life, trained from a young age how to fight but never showed any tremendous skill so picked up brewing as a trade. Occupational History: Apprentice Brewer.[/hider] [hider=attire][img]http://i.imgur.com/YxHPHbv.jpg[/img][/hider]