Kibble Brandt

**Kibble Brandt** is a goblin artificer who seeks to protect her newfound family in the Silver Crusaders.

## Backstory

*"Within the early life of Kibble between age 1-3, not much is known. After all, she had been living a normal life as a Goblin would within a Goblin Village. But at age three a tension had started growing between her village and another, and eventually at age four it had gotten to the point of warring. One night, the other village had seemingly snuck in with the shadows keeping them hidden, then decided to set the housing ablaze. Any of the goblins that did manage to escape their burning houses were then executed on sight. Kibble and her parents made it out, but they were killed in front of her. The goblin which had taken her parents life quickly slashed at her, completely severing her right arm in the process. But instead of slashing once more to take her life, they just left her in that state, positive that she would die soon after due to blood loss. With that, and adrenaline still coursing through her, she ran as far away as she could from the village.*

*She eventually found herself in a field, no clear signs of civilization except for smoke that wasn't coming from her ruined home. She continued to run in the direction of this new smoke trail in the sky until at last she found the source. At this point she was weakening, but before Kibble was a group of Artificers, staring, wide-eyed and bewildered. At that moment she finally collapsed due to exhaustion, but when she woke up, it was obvious that the Artificers were to show nothing but compassion towards her. They had managed to patch her up the best they could, although it appeared as if they were to see her as more of a pet. Through time, she proved to be otherwise, showing a keen interest in technology and an overall fearless attitude. Many things had changed her since the night her village had been slain though, Kibble found herself playing with fire in a purposely dangerous way, over time building an immunity to what had killed most of her village. And as for her interest in technology, she learned many things which the Artificers taught with a sense of pride, picking up an intelligence of her own.*

*After a while of living with the Artificers, she had grown tired of the teasing she got due to her having only one arm. She mentioned it to one of them, begging for the chance of getting a prosthetic to substitute. They looked at her, sighed, but then with a chuckle, proceeded to promise, "You can have any arm you want, as long as you are the one to fetch it yourself." From there, Kibble went off in search for an arm, until she found an interesting entity. A golem made purely out of iron, a giant arm rife with power. With no hesitation she darted towards it and began an attack, all with the purpose of stealing its arm. For a long while she seemingly had vanished, until one day she finally made it back to the campgrounds of the Artificers, using the iron golem's severed arm almost like a sled. With this, as promised, the Artificers helped fashion it into a prosthetic for her to use so Kibble once again had two arms.*

*At this point in time, Kibble was the age of seven, finally nearing adulthood, although she didn't plan on leaving the Artificers quite yet. Due to her continued stay with them, she took on the duties that all of them had in order to keep a sort of strength and support within the group. One of these days she managed to take down yet another golem, but as she started to salvage it for materials, she heard the sound of a twig snapping. What followed was to be a more interesting encounter than most she has had in her life. Turning around, what stood before her was humanoid in features, with three dogs alongside them.*

*There was an awkward silence for a while, both the humanoid and the dogs stared with what was perhaps anticipation. Finally the figure spoke with a harsh tone, "How inconvenient. I was going to kill you, but it appears my companions have gotten attached." The severity of the words caught her off guard, but there was an odd sense of trust Kibble felt due to the fact they were yet to attack. She finally spoke up albeit rather awkwardly, "Um... can I pet your dogs?" Within a few more moments, the figure said, "Fine. You can." Kibble almost forgetting the threat they had made earlier eagerly moved over to pet the dogs. "I have to go back to dismantling this Golem now... thanks for letting me pet them...," Kibble nervously stated once finally looking up at them. She caught some details of their face, but didn't want to study it. She returned to the Golem, expecting them to have left, but instead they stayed, as they asked, "Now, how did a child like you get such an elaborate piece of machinery?" It felt almost as if they had prodded at the arm, although that could of been all within her imagination. "By luck, and being told I could have any type of arm as long as I obtained it myself," she answered, while carefully studying the pieces of the golem. Then she realized something, and quickly tried to correct the stranger, "... also, I'm not quite a child, I'm going to turn eight next!" She felt a sense of pride, managing to make it this far, some goblins weren't as lucky as her, after all, the whole race was a chaotic warring species. She swore she heard a chuckle from them as they commented, "How curious... back where I came from, people became adults at 135." "135!? Oldest person I knew where I came from was 60...," exclaimed Kibble, now fully distracted, intrigued by this mysterious person. She then quickly asked, "What are you?" They replied with, "A half-elf, born among pure elves. I was thrown out when this was discovered." Kibble felt an understanding of sorts, having been torn away from family as well. "That's sad... I lost my family due to a Goblin conflict, but I'd say getting kicked out is worse...," she shared with a sorrowful tone, remembering that horrid night, but also the thought of what their situation felt like. Another silence fell upon the two, perhaps they both thought of family before they were left all alone. The half-elf broke the silence this time, "So, in a way it is tragedy that binds us together." "...Guess so," Kibble replied in a dry tone. They must of noted the sadness within the last comment, after all in return they told her, "Look, if you ever need help, I live in the human town south of here." Kibble felt touched by such a sentiment, but stated, "I have a bunch of Artificers who took me in, so I am fine. OH! By the way, what's your name?" The half-elf finally identified themself as, "Theta." She couldn't help but comment, "That's an... interesting name. I'm Kibble." "I think I will need to be going now though. Thank you, little one," they said at last, now starting to head off to wherever they had originally intended. Although she didn't know if it would be the case, Kibble couldn't help but send them off with, "See you!"*

*Kibble felt she wouldn't forget that person, almost as if they were to return once more in their life, almost as unannounced as the first time. But even with that, years passed, eventually she was the age of ten, and then she met another interesting figure. This one appeared to try and depict herself as a nun, but she was anything but innocent. She was an elf, her weapon of choice being the ability to control water. She made many off comments about Kibble's arm, which at this point had a much better harness that held it on to her body. She told the elf that she was willing to display a feat a strength,just for them, but in reality, her plan was to knock them out and steal the rather gorgeous jeweled brooch they wore. Needless to say, Kibble now had a new enemy because the plan worked out.*

*Age twelve was when Kibble finally decided to journey on her own, and finally finished her travels with the group of artificers. They told her that she could always return, but she wanted nothing but to finally see the rest of the world if she could. With that, she moved off to the nearest town, indirectly embracing her goblin nature, she was a chaotic ball of energy, with too much boldness to them. That was what made her decide to go into the tavern, awaiting someone to ask her for help on some sort of mission, ready to show off her skills of being an artificer."*

## Character Information

### Artificer Abilities

As a 15th-level Artificer, Kibble possesses the following abilities:

* Magical Tinkering
* Infuse Item
* The Right Tool for the Job
* Tool Expertise
* Flash of Genius
* Magical Item Adept
* Spell-Storing Item
* Magic Item Savant

### Artillerist Abilities

As a 15th-level Artillerist Artificer, Kibble possesses the following abilities:

* Eldritch Cannon
* Arcane Firearm
* Explosive Cannon
* Fortified Position

### Artificer Spells

As a 15th-level Artificer, Kibble can cast the following spells:

### Cantrips

* Fire Bolt
* Prestidigitation
* Ray of Frost
* Shocking Grasp

### 1st-level

* Absorb Elements
* Catapult
* Faerie Fire
* Shield
* Thunderwave

### 2nd-level

* Levitate
* Invisibility
* Rope Trick
* Scorching Ray
* Shatter
* Vortex Warp

### 3rd-level

* Fireball
* Fly
* Glyph of Warding
* Hypnotic Pattern
* Revivify
* Wind Wall

### 4th-level

* Elemental Bane
* Ice Storm
* Wall of Fire

### 9th-level

* Wish (One cast through the Deck of Many Things, expended)

### Artificer Infusions

As a 15th-level artificer, Kibble knows 10 artificer infusions, and can have up to 5 infused items at a time.

* Boots of the Winding Path
* Enhanced Arcane Focus
* Enhanced Defense
* Enhanced Weapon
* Helm of Awareness
* Homunculus Servant
* Mind Sharpener
* Replicate Magic Item
* Resistant Armor
* Spell-Refueling Ring

### Racial Abilities

As a goblin, Kibble possesses the following racial traits:

* Darkvision (60 ft)
* Fury of the Small
* Nimble Escape
* Natural resistance to fire damage