Nom Nomnom

Nom Nomnom is a very big, round, goblin (feral gnasher) barbarian. Every part of a normal goblin that is pointy, is on Nom, rounded off. Even the tips of his long ears and the majority of his (unusually clean and straight) teeth. Big yellow and purple eyes, thick sausage-like fingers, and a prominent and protruding belly. He towers over his tribe-mates by a good two feet and several hundred pounds (he's medium-sized). With light lime green skin and thin, fluffy white hair, he could easily be mistaken for a weird plant (and sometimes is).

Essentially, cross a Troll Doll with a Wallace & Gromit claymation model, then make it 5' tall and dress it like Guy Fieri.

Good-natured for a goblin, sometimes Nom's bearing-of-teeth actually resembles a smile. Despite his scuzzy appearance, weird smell, and terrible manners Nom might even be considered friendly. He is loyal as a follower, if negligent as a leader. No one gets to "taste" his companions except for him and anyone or anything that tries might find themselves being packed into a watertight bag for the stewpot tonight.

Nom's parents were captured and made mascots/pets to a band of explorers. Those explorers were wiped out along with the dragon they were hunting in the depths of its lair. The goblins decided that the lair would make a perfect home and established the Nomnom tribe within a few years.

Nom's Papa (Om Nomnom, cave goblin meat-alchemist/dragoncrafter) learned much from his adventuring masters and has slowly learned basic alchemy and dragoncrafting (using the corpse of the former cave resident).

Nom's Momma (Yum Yum Nomnom) looked upon the carnage of the battle and felt the call of "The Great Feast" (her Patron and now the tribe's God) and became a "Bar-be-que" witch (meat-themed gingerbread witch).

Nom learned everything he knows about cooking from his parents and experimentation with his tribe, eventually earning the prestigious title of Grillmaster. Now he adventures to achieve that prestige in the world at large and has brought his skills to the New World, to catch, cook, and consume the creatures he finds here as well.

**Notes:**

Nom has joined the Goblin Union.

**Nom Nomnom's Explorations:**

**Birds of a Feather -***21a***-** The Zugzug Bird, Shaggy Cat, Green Rose

**The Fire Within -***22b***-** The Fire Portal, The Eye-land

**A Star is Born -***23a***-** The Bear Queen's Cave

**The Hunger -***24a***-** The Maw (and the Tarrasque inside of it)

**The Grand Wind -***25a***-**

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**Downtime Rewards:**

**"NOM's" Table - *Eat'ry, Bay'kree, n' BBQ!***

A rough and rickety wooden pull-cart and "portable" brick oven. This is Nom's pride-and-joy, a semi-mobile business from which he can share his hard-fought culinary creations. Constructed of found-wood and debris, like siding blown off of other houses, driftwood, and junk pulled from the bay, the cart is 7' L x 3' W x 6' H (all measurements are "-ish") with mismatched wheels that change week-to-week and a lopsided wooden awning made of rough wooden shingles. It often appears much larger thanks to all of the baskets, boards, stools, cages, ropes, and nets piled atop and alongside it; in addition to the tiny, four-wheeled wagon that is pulled behind it carrying the bricks for the oven and the carts various fuels. Smeared in black tar paint on the sides of the cart, are the (mostly) misspelled words for eatery, bakery, and barbeque; and on a driftwood sign-on-a-rope, advertising both who owns the cart, and what is available there, is its name: "Nom's."

**Notes:** "Nom's" is Goblin Union compliant. Employing goblin goods and services when and where feasible, and members of the union (that show proof of membership and are in good standing) gain a 10% discount on standard menu items, and access to "Tasting Day," a semi-regular event in which the Chief Chef tries out new ingredients, recipes, and menu items.

Proceeds from the business are reinvested back into the city and lands of Cothrom Bay (mostly through the Goblin Union, local food markets, and taxes; but also charity) to raise the overall standard of living. 'Adventurous' diners who partake of the restaurant's meals may find additional benefit (as determined by the GM.).