Name: Asparion Goobmanti | Nick/alias: | Age: Unknown | Gender: masculine | Race: Slime
Main role: Supplies guy
Secondary : Adventurer, skilled hooch maker
Skills: Some manor of botanical knowledge, throwing hands (despite possessing none)
Abilities: Due to being a slime, Asparion's body is a lot more flexible and allows for certain tricks other more solid type beings can't do.
One of these tricks is being able to adjust the shape of the body. Which allows for a certain degree of mimicry of things. Although nothing at the level of say shapeshifting into a humanoid form. Asparion is fond of doing this as a party trick during drinks.
The other that's tied to this is the ability to extend multiple tendrils/tentacles/pseudopods out and adjust length and thickness and handle multiple things at will. Despite the seeming soft-squishiness of his body, they can strike down with a surprising amount of force and heaviness to them. Which has served to cut down on any shit-talking he's received.
Personality: Gregarious but also with bit a of temper. Likes to bullshit around but can be gruff and abrasive when it comes to his job of handling stuff. Said temper has also grown somewhat acute due to the speciesism encountered in the city.
Background: Asparion hails from the Jambyrr region knowned for both its rocky terrain, cloud forests in the higher elevation parts, and wetlands in the lowlands. It's here where he'd be grow up as much as slmes do. His experiences there was pretty ok, but like many other people in this world. He desired to see more beyond the Jambyrr region. And he'd land into Saulvuar.
Saulvauar has posed somewhat of a headache for him. On one hand this is a place designed for and by humanoids. Which to be expected and could be a mere annoyance. What's been the real pain in the proverbial ass, has been the less than great treatment by the locals. Eventually he'd find a place to work at with the guild. Where he'd make use of his wits.
Main role: Supplies guy
Secondary : Adventurer, skilled hooch maker
Skills: Some manor of botanical knowledge, throwing hands (despite possessing none)
Abilities: Due to being a slime, Asparion's body is a lot more flexible and allows for certain tricks other more solid type beings can't do.
One of these tricks is being able to adjust the shape of the body. Which allows for a certain degree of mimicry of things. Although nothing at the level of say shapeshifting into a humanoid form. Asparion is fond of doing this as a party trick during drinks.
The other that's tied to this is the ability to extend multiple tendrils/tentacles/pseudopods out and adjust length and thickness and handle multiple things at will. Despite the seeming soft-squishiness of his body, they can strike down with a surprising amount of force and heaviness to them. Which has served to cut down on any shit-talking he's received.
Personality: Gregarious but also with bit a of temper. Likes to bullshit around but can be gruff and abrasive when it comes to his job of handling stuff. Said temper has also grown somewhat acute due to the speciesism encountered in the city.
Background: Asparion hails from the Jambyrr region knowned for both its rocky terrain, cloud forests in the higher elevation parts, and wetlands in the lowlands. It's here where he'd be grow up as much as slmes do. His experiences there was pretty ok, but like many other people in this world. He desired to see more beyond the Jambyrr region. And he'd land into Saulvuar.
Saulvauar has posed somewhat of a headache for him. On one hand this is a place designed for and by humanoids. Which to be expected and could be a mere annoyance. What's been the real pain in the proverbial ass, has been the less than great treatment by the locals. Eventually he'd find a place to work at with the guild. Where he'd make use of his wits.