Finn Greenleaf
A small figure emerges from the depths of the night, a bowler hat lowered to obscure the...
A small figure emerges from the depths of the night, a bowler hat lowered to obscure the...
A susurration of prattling babble fills the air with budding discordance. It rises in...
The void surrounds you like a smothering blanket, pressing in on your senses as your...
The hunger burns through you like a raging inferno, testing your sanity with every...
Like the soft pattering of falling snow, the voices begin as whispers, lost on the biting...
Small but savage, my [weapon] darts past all defense, buzzing like a wasp, intent...
Combat, Gnome, Halfling, Melee weapon, Player, Ranged weapon
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse
I stride like the tide, my crashing throw wide, from the force of a tsunami this fool...
Like a terrier nipping at the heels of a bull, I lunge in and lunge out, ever moving,...
I laugh and hoot like a Gibbering Mouther in an insane mockery of the foe. My...