Role: Villain No.5
Gender: Male
Title(s)/Alias(es): The Goblin King (albeit not a name Gorrister likes), Legion’s Ruler, The Revolutionary
Age: 52
Race: Goblin
Love Interest: No one
Password: Fettuccine with Alfredo sauce. *.*
Appearance: He’s green. I know, surprising. Besides being in his fifties, his body doesn’t look like a day over 40, and is body is lightly riddled with hair. His sideburns are long, hair cut to the neckline, and a small stubble is ever-so-present on his face. His muscles aren’t profound and as muscular as he wished them to be but they are toned, as well as his build. That’s what you get for lugging around a suit of armor, I guess.
Preferred Clothing: Varies between two outfits. On the battlefield, he wears his metal, rusted, plate armor, which has saved himself in more then one occasion and helps identify himself to his men. In a casual setting, a simple brown tunic often suffices, and anything more just seems to be overwhelming for Gorrister. (Albeit, even in a formal setting, he’d simply wear a brown tunic.)
Height: 4’7
Weight: 120 Lbs. (With armor = 150 Lbs)
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Light Blue
Personality: The word “Villain” doesn’t strike through to Gorrister and other people would agree so as well. He?s a hard-headed, charismatic soul. At first, his jovial attitude coincides with his small body, but upon further inspection there is an intellectual, almost philosophical nature to Gorrister. As an avid practitioner of arithmetic, he displays a logical understanding of events, and is very creative and innovative.
While some people may view him as manipulative and others may look up to him; both sides must agree that without his silver tongued words he?d be nowhere. He relies incredibly so on people but at the same time, they incredibly rely on him. Gorrister thoroughly enjoys being in the presence of others, easily flattered at times, and does his best to instruct, aid, help, and attack alongside his companions. Gorrister holds classes for his followers, and finds plenty of joy in teaching things varying from blueprinting to blueprinting to woodworking to arithmetic .
This goblin is probably the bravest little green thing out there in the Kingdom of Waterfall. He isn?t afraid to fight when the time comes but he knows there are better ways of fighting and knows when to retreat. He?s brave. Not stupid. Often times, he?ll emphasize this, and emphasize it for his followers as well to do the same. Nay, Gorrister has a plan and plans to the plan if the original plan doesn?t work. He lives by the model “Those who fail to prepare prepare to fail” and goes by things in a practical matter. As well, I should mention this; he severely does not like the idea of the crown and royalty controlling everything. Why should matters concerning their lives and well-beings go into their hands…because they were born to do so? To Gorrister, No man or woman should be born to choose the fate of everyone. No Soverign nation should be allowed exist.
Oddities:Sleeping in the most random areas – It doesn’t matter where Gorrister lands his back on, but to others, it may seem odd seeing a little green corpse dangling from a tree branch with it’s legs. Then reilize it’s not a corpse.
Looking out in the distance – Sometimes, in different times of the day, Gorrister thinks and tends to space out. Some may think it’s an undesirable quality in a leader but to others it shows an introspective side to the goblin.
Prayer – Strange seeing a monster pray isn’t it? Hands clasped, helmets off, Gorrister enjoys the beauty of Cathedral, sights and smells of various religious paraphernalia, but most importantly, finds comfort in the idea of a higher power.
Likes:
? People
? Teaching
? Machinery
? Building
? Celebrations
? Strategy
? Leading
? Music
? Poetry
Dislikes:
? Mindless Action
? Needless killing
? Wasted Time
? Fighting
? The Past
? Purpose of Royalty
? Burden of Responsibility
? Other Villains
Hobbies:
? Designing & Building
? Teaching
? Reading
? Writing Poetry
Fears/Phobia(s):
- Failing
- Romantic Relationships
- Being Betrayed
Reason(s) why you want to kill/take over the kingdom:
Genocide, Slavery and Reserves: Before this king was made king; valuable resources were needed for expansion. Soldiers were sent from royalty to clear out goblins, trolls, and others in areas that were rich with resources (though certain monsters weren’t worth the venture). Whether or not these soldiers were sent from the last king of Winterfall, or from another kingdom didn’t matter, as soldiers slaughtered entire families, and took those who gave up willingly as slaves. Some were merciful enough to offer to move them to the reserves but on that fateful day, where soldiers mercilessly killed his mother and father, older brothers and sisters, and took him to a life of labor. But that isn’t why he’s doing this. No. Not at all.
Slave no more: The thing is, goblins aren’t generally well recieved, especially since they’re still popularly regarded as monsters. They’re too far and few; considering most are still employed as servants. Gorrister’s animal instinct dissipated after 35 years of labor, thus leaving him without the proper knowledge and skills to survive out there…plus it’s lonely. There’s nothing for a goblin to do besides to be a slave. Almost nothing.
I have a dream… When Gorrister escaped from the Noble’s house; he had an intense hatred brewing about for mortals. He wandered about Winterfall and noticed the poverty stricken population. (Even if Winterfall is wealthy, it’ll still have poverty because every rich nation has one.) Gorrister compared their lives to that of the nobles he used to work for and found it unfair. Broken. No one should have to live like these people and be ruled upon by the fat and rich. This is tyranny, is it not? What makes royalty so special? Just because they are richer and dress fancier, does that make their blood cleaner, does that make them fit to lead a nation? Isn’t it always the fault of the king who brings it’s people unwillingly to war? Everyone is ONE. Poor, rich, fat, ugly, skinny, human, monster, everyone should be united, measured by their blood, sweat, and tears. We are One. Legion.
How loyal are you to the king: “I hope he dies a slow and painful death.”
Skills/Talents: Gorrister is a decent swordsmen although anyone wouldn’t call it a talent. His real talent would be in designing and building anything from war machines to buildings and it’s a talent only amplified by his forces which utilize his inventions. Sometimes, he has no idea what he’s drawing, let’s his mind wander and quill fly, and creates something alien like. He’s also intelligent; while at times it can come off as cowardice. Not to mention he’s a leader who takes into consideration the wishes of others, has the humility to accept others’ opinions and admit when he’s wrong, and lastly inspire confidence and drive in his followers. To a lesser extent, Gorrister is practicing alchemy, although he’s not at the stage to use it as a weapon, he’s excited about integrating it with some of his machines.
Preferred Weapon(s): You think that large rusted sword (large to Gorrister anyway) is his weapon of choice, you’re dead wrong. In fact, it’s his LAST choice for a weapon. He carries it around because it’s a waste to throw away even though it can’t cut for heaven’s sake. The goblin likes to strike with his followers, manning either some sort of machinery, using a weapon from afar, and at times, traps.
Power: None
Abilities: None
Limitations: None
Personal History: Gorrister was born in the Yarayas family and into a small village in the forest with three brothers and four sisters. Her father was a relentless mathematician who stressed the importance of the role into his sons and daughters for years on end. Life was good, already at the age of 13, and to be married to another goblin, Julia. The marriage was consummated and Gorrister was recognized as a man in the eyes of the community.
One day, soldiers had came by, trying to negotiate a deal with the goblins in order to move. The Chief of the village spat in the face of their leader, no easy feat by his height, and told them they?d rather die then move. The small village had pride in its massive weapons built by engineers but that pride was misled. It did nothing to stop the slaughter that had taken place and those who didn?t resist were taken as prisoners. Gorrister watched as his wife was slain, father stabbed through his cage, older brothers beheaded and one younger sister slashed.
Everyone else in the cages were taken back to a kingdom and sold as slaves. Gorrister was separated from both his older brother and sister who?ve been spared and forced to work in the salt mines. After a supposed cave-in that killed his owner and other goblins, the guards were called again, and round up all the other goblins left alive. Deeply malnourished, weak, injured with a bleeding leg, Gorrister and many other goblins didn?t have the fight to escape, and awaited their ?capture?. He was 30.
He was sold again but this time as a servant of a noble household. He got his leg disinfected and bandaged and, for once, was happy. Hopeful. By all means he was still a servant but he got treated properly with respect as he did his duties of cleaning. Gorrister was taught, slowly, how to read and write by his fellow workers in order to leave notes and read chores when need be. Sometime in the years, he was stricken by the young maiden named Victoria and would do everything extra to just be near her. He was 37.
The sweet maiden never left the house and aged from her ripe age but the changes were little. One day, a man suited in armor came by the house, and went into the maiden?s chambers. Concerned for her safety, Grubeck went off and peeked through the opening at the door to see the knight sharing lip with Victoria. Stunned, he walked away, having his dreams pathetically crushed. Gorrister couldn?t stand being in the household any longer. It took him a year to plan an escape, not because it was overly complicated, but because he often lost the will to do anything, often crying himself to sleep. In the time of his despair, he spent more and more time contemplating why this had to happen, and continouly found himself the rich, the king, the nobles.
When he escaped, he started to preach about Legion and the practices of breaking down all walls, the thought of a kingless land and spread his vision. Some agreed with his plans. Others didn?t.
As time went by, the idea of being truly equal is finally getting to some people, and Legion started to grow. Now with the meeting of the Guardians, Gorrister is convinced, that getting rid of the king will be harder than ever, and curses the times Legion has failed.
Theme Song: “Korobeiniki” – Nikolay
Source(s): Deviant art
Other: Gorrister has acquired a force in the last year, named as Legion, who wish to break down all walls and unite Winterfall under a Communist Legion rule. So far, they have striked using guerilla methods, often attacking and escaping, and stressing the necessity for traps. Sometimes, they have let loose a few war machines here and there, but haven’t proved to be a major threat since they refuse to kill innocent lives. The Legion dream is a romanticized life that only becomes more glamorous with time. More and more people accept the ideas of Legime, in particular, poor and middle class citizens.
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