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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Vertexx69" data-source="post: 5273186" data-attributes="member: 48854">The Big Guy:Platinus, while truly a mountain of a man, would much rather hold light conversation with the bird on his windowsill than crush skulls together. Being dragonborn was a great calling for a goliath druid, and he accepted the calling with a glad heart. Even though it meant a life standing directly in the path of danger against the forces of Tiamat and all manner of poison dripping evil, a chance to see far more of the vast world beyond the forest at the base of his tribe's mountain had a strange appeal. When the goliath tribes united to destroy an ancient black dragon that had moved into the area, it was Platinus who was honored with the beasts hide, once it was killed, to protect the blessed protector of the people from harm. During the fight he met several other heroes as well who told him such strange tales of distant lands and an evil rising from deep within the earth. So fashioning a suit of armor from the hide, he picked up his blade and began his great adventure.His platinum gray-green skin with the slightest hint of a scaled pattern, along with his back-swept, reptilian legs and heavy tail are a testament to the pact made by this defender of the natural world. When not running through the trees and hills in the form of a dinosaur he can be found in meditative communion with nature. The Little Guy:This little bruiser calls himself Fragheart. Completely unaware that he stands a mere 3 feet tall, this air goblin brawler likes to start trouble wherever he goes. Whether sitting in a pub, crawling through sewers or exploring caves, he manages to find the biggest baddest thing he can and spits right in its eye. A crafty and steadfast warrior, he fights with a variety of light weapons with the ferocity of a rabid wolverine. The fact that he doesn't breath has saved his life more times than he can count, especially when the other guys hands find there way around his throat. When the mood strikes him, he can even sprout fur and claws lending even more credence to that end.Fragheart has been traveling with most of this group for years, getting into and out of one scrape or another since before they had found their first magic item. They seem to complement each others talents well and the fact that they are all nuts helps too.</blockquote>

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