Snazzgob da Shroom-Shaman

[RedhornGoat]

Oi, oi! Clear da path an’ mind yer toes—
Snazzgob da Goblin Shaman ’as arrived in dis corner o’ da realm!

Ahem. Coughs up a cloud of green sparkles.

Right, proper intro time. Da tribe said I should be “socializin’” more, or at least dat’s wot I think dey said before da Squig ate their map. Anyway…

I’m Snazzgob, gatherer of strange herbs, whisperer to angry mushrooms, and survivor of at least three magical backfires dis week. I roam da woods, swamps, caves, an’ occasionally other people’s gardens, searchin’ for plants wot got potential—potential to heal, explode, mutter secrets, grow legs, or all o’ dat at once.

I keeps meself busy runnin’ a humble lil’ business, Snazzgob’s Shroom-n-Sprout Emporium, where I sells potion bits, stabilize-y stuff, mutatin’ fungi, and seeds wiv attitude. But don’t worry—
I’m not ’ere ta make trouble…

…unless trouble makes itself first, den I might encourage it a bit.

I’m lookin’ to meet new folks, trade tales, trade goods, an’ maybe test out a few “completely safe” (mostly safe) herbal mixtures on willing volunteers. Orcs, humies, stunties, pointy-ears—whoever. Snazzgob don’t judge. Snazzgob only observes… scientifically.

So aye, dat’s me!
If ya see a green fella mutterin’ at a glowing mushroom in da corner, dat’s probably Snazzgob. Feel free ta say hello! Or keep yer distance if da mushroom’s lookin’ agitated.

May yer roots grow deep, yer fungus grow wide, an’ yer eyebrows grow back eventually.

— Snazzgob da Shaman
Plant-Wrangler • Fungus-Whisperer • Definitely Not Cursed (much)