We Be Goblins
Pogus the Dum
Sticks and rocks and scissors and glue, Candle wax and week old stew, He don't talk, he too dumb to, But stay away or he'll eat you.
Male goblin feral gnasher barbarian 3
NE Small humanoid (goblinoid)
Init +2; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception -1
AC 17, touch 13, flat-footed 15 (+4 armor, +2 Dex, +1 size)
hp 32 (3d12, +6 Con, +3 Class); rage +6
Fort +5 (+2 Barbarian, +3 Con); +4 vs. nauseated/sickened
Ref +3 (+1 Barbarian, +2 Dex)
Will +0 (+1 Barbarian, -1 Wis)
Speed 30 ft.
primary greatclub +8 (1d8+4); raging +10 (1d8+7)
primary bite +7 (1d4+4 +grab); raging +9 (1d4+7 +grab)
secondary bite +2 (1d4+1 +grab); raging +4 (1d4+2 +grab)
hurlbat +6 (1d4+3/x3); raging +6 (1d4+5/x3)
Special Attacks rage (10 rounds/day, +4 Str/Con, +2 Will, -2 AC)
Str 16, Dex 14, Con 15, Int 7, Wis 9, Cha 5
Base Atk +3; CMB +9; CMD 17
Feats Letter Fury, Power Attack
Trait Eat Anything
Climb +9 (3 rank, +3 class, +3 Str)
Stealth +6 (+2 Dex, +4 size)
Survival +5 (3 rank, +3 class, -1 Wis); +4 to forage for food
Languages Goblin (knows 24 words)
SQ Impromptu Armament, Lock Jaw, Savage Bite, Uncanny Dodge
Eat Anything Raised with little or no proper food, Pogus had to learn to survive by eating whatever he happened across and can digest nearly anything without getting sick. Pogus gains a +4 on Survival checks to forage for food and a +4 racial bonus on saves versus effects that cause the nauseated or sickened conditions.
+1 hideshirt, mw greatclub (large femur bone), hurlbat, pet leopard slug, bloated swamp rat (1 day’s trail rations), snail shell, fancy earing, a neat rock, old piece of ragged sail cloth (rolled up), medium-size belt (doubled up to fit), small vial (holds mud), big iron nail, hide satchel, wad of tar, good bog mud (for the skeeters), assorted tooth collection (to replace his)
Having been forgotten in the goblin baby cages, little Pogus instinctually ate through the bars and escaped into the Brinestump Swamp. Many years passed before he reunited with the Licktoad Tribe, but the damage was done. He never learned to speak too good. Now Pogus protects the few words he knows with savage zeal, smashing and biting at any who would steal them out of his head!