Varse Flits

## History

Varse is a nasty little green fellow. He doesn't particularly recall his younger years, probably because of all the beatings he received around that time. Varse does recall that he was born in a rather large city, one where you could disappear easily and nobody would look for you. He remembers having a mother, but not knowing what happened to her. Varse specifically remembers scrounging for food outside bakeries and having to fashion shivs quite often to defend himself. You see, he lived in not the most wealthy part of town. Some would call it a slum, but it was all he knew. Varse was surrounded by other large Goblin groups that vied for control of the slums. Those unaffiliated to one of the larger groups would either be forced to join, forced out of town, or left for dead. Varse just wanted to be left alone to collect little bits and bobs he found while scavenging in the city. He made a little bit of money trading these trinkets of his. He would sometimes even take on special requests to find specific items, as he was very good at tracking things down. This left Varse in a sort of grey area, where he wasn't bothered too much by the larger Gobo Gangs because he could acquire specific items for them.

Varse continued his little trades up until the point where he was visited by a Gobo Ringleader. His name was Hemmy and Hemmy was the boss of the second largest Gobo Gang in the slums called the Gobshankers. Varse was of course a bit nervous as he had never personally met with any big shot leaders before. Hemmy was there to request Varse find an enchanted blade for himself. This was quite a big request, and would be very difficult as most Goblins only had access to mundane blades just created from old metal left lying around. Hemmy did not care, he just knew Varse could find things. He insisted that Varse find it for him within a few days, as there would be a turf war soon. Varse couldn't say no, he would probably be killed if he said no. So, he accepted the request while sweat beads formed on his crafty brow. Hemmy smiled and left while laughing heartily.

Varse did his best to draw up a plan on how he'd find an enchanted blade. This would be his most difficult job yet. Since he had such little time, he immediately departed to the rooftops of a wealthier district in the city. After spending half the day looking for a good mark, he spotted perhaps one of the most handsome Dwelves he'd ever laid his foggy eyes on. While momentarily dumbfounded by the beauty of said Dwelf, Varse also noticed a blade at his hip. Varse could vaguely sense a magical enchantment on it. This would be his mark, he had to get that blade. Varse followed the Dwelf from the rooftops, not losing him for even a second. Until the Dwelf walked into some sort of inn, but Varse could see through the windows that the Dwelf got a room on the third floor. Varse waited till night fell, and then slowly climbed his way down to the windowsill of the room. With his flitty fingers he managed to quietly slide up the window and slink in. He could see the Dwelf sleeping quietly and his blade was on a small table in the corner of the room. Varse stepped slowly towards it until it was eventually in reach. As he went to grab it...but then he suddenly got hit over the head and knocked to the floor. It was the Dwelf who had somehow gotten up out of bed without making a sound. **"You damned Goblin, how dare you try to nick my sword!"**

Varse, dazed, looked up from the floor and saw the Dwelf standing over him clearly fuming at the thievery attempt. Varse stammered as he tried to come up with some attempt to save his own green skin. "Please sir, please spare my life I didn't know who I was dealing with...this is all a misunderstanding!" The Dwelf replied in a low voice, "You little guy, tried to steal from ME **Roland!**" Roland continued, "Not that I'm anything great though, but I am also in a bit of a situation myself. Perhaps I could spare you, but only if you agree to some terms." Varse immediately piped up in a squeaky voice, "YES, I'LL AGREE TO ANYTHING!"

Roland continued speaking, "A wise choice. Now, my terms. You little gobo, will take care of some problem people for me. You see, the city has been having some issues with the Gobo Gangs in the slums." "I'm sure you know well enough, but these gangs are causing some trouble for some clients of mine. This has caused a contract to be put out for a certain ringleader. I think the name was Hemsworth? No, no Heimdall? Ummm, give me a moment." Roland pulled out a note and read out a name, " Ah yes, Hemmy. I can't believe I didn't remember that."

Varse replied, "So um, what do you want me to do?"

Roland explained to Varse that Hemmy needed to be killed, so he could be paid. Roland needed a Goblin to get close to Hemmy, and he planned on using Varse now that the situation permitted it. It would save Roland a lot of trouble of finding a Goblin that would cooperate with him on his contract. Roland further explained to Varse that he was a sword hire, someone who would complete killing contracts for money. He filled Varse in on the plan to kill Hemmy, that's when Varse let Roland know that he actually needed to deliver an enchanted blade to Hemmy. This would be the perfect chance to kill Hemmy.

So, the two unlikely allies created a plan to slay Hemmy when he visited Varse's little domicile to retrieve the requested blade. Varse would notify Hemmy through a Gobo that worked for him. Hemmy would visit Varse in the little 'shop' and Roland would stab him in the back while he was unawares. A simple plan, but it went perfectly. After Roland killed Hemmy, he grabbed up Varse and fled the slums. Wow, that went so well.

Time went by as Roland trained Varse in the ways of assassination. They would become quite well regarded in underground circles. The duo made quite a good amount of gold completing crazy assassinations that nobody else could do. Roland was the smarts and Varse could fit into small places. Truly, a great pair. That was until they got tracked down while they were lying low after a job. They were tracked down by a group of bounty hunters that were thirsting for the gold that was put on the pair's heads. They barely managed to get away from the hunters and fled to a port town. That's where they would meet Alston Cardy in a bar. After a long night of drinking they would get to know each other's stories and learn that Cardy was looking for some new crewmates for his privateering. Since the duo needed to get off the land for awhile as they were actively being hunted down, so they decided to join up and try out life on the sea.

## Characteristics

### Personality

Varse is a tricky little fella that likes to crack jokes and collect oddities. Whenever he takes someone out, he usually grabs himself a trophy to commemorate the kill.

### Appearance

Gobo wearing leather straps and chain armor.

## Relationships

Roland Halfpipe, Varse's handler for hit contracts. Something like a friend now.

## Character Inventory

* Class / Swashbuckler
* Cornerstone / Assassin
* Attribute / Tunnelist

Passives* Passive / Divine Wind

Abilities* Swashbuckler / Smokescreen Pistol
* Swashbuckler / Parry
* Swashbuckler / Double Cross
* Swashbuckler / Lunge

Former*
* Small Armor / Dragon Aura Chainmail
* Weapon / Warp Blade
* Weapon / Stormback
* Treasure / Windu Morning Star
* Treasure / Magicians Stone
* Roleplay Item / Diary of your Life

Companions* Companion / Insecure Steampunk Dwelf
* Steampunk / Gizmos x 3
* Lumberjack / Timber
* Bastion / Guardian's Power
* Treasure / Bewitching Mirror

Stamina:68

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