Fblthp Kryrendrdwckoutack

Appearance
Short and grumpy, Fblthp stands at 3'5" and weighs a meager 65 lbs. He has short, scruffy hair, and a long umkempt beard. His hair color is a mix of bright red and green, but more than half of his hair and beard are stark white. His skin is a light brown, with some patches of pure white visible across his face. He has beady black pupils and wild purple iris that have also started to bleach, leaving behind white trails mixing with the whites of his eyes. He can ususally be found wearing dark blue or black robes and light armor as protection during his many travels.

Personality
Fblthp is a grumpy old man. He only feels joy when other people are feeling extreme emotions, and the easiest of those to bring up are awe and fear. You can find him talking about gruesome, mostly truthful lore, or reluctantly telling stories to wide eyes adults and potentially crying children.

Events of Childhood
Fblthp had a constant, older, bleaching mother throughout his childhood years. He stayed with her through her multiple spouses, all who left her when they started to bleach. Gods were not really an issue to them, but 2 of the fathers were followers of Densa, believing that she was the key to countering the effects of their bleaching.

Events of Adolescence
Fblthp watched as multiple spouses for his lone mother came and went, learning more as they talked about their adventures and exploration. His early eagerness for adventure came when his mother was alone and continued bleaching. He did some minor work for gnomerguard to no avail. She shriveled up and turned to ash as first the color, then the life force left her body. He scooped up her ashes and placed them in a jar, twiddling a new streak of white hair in his beard, as he set out with a fallen heart. Even with his small stature, the intense sadness of losing his mother has almost given him a dark aura to contrast his spirited hair colors, causing many potential threats to leave him alone. He finds happiness in telling stories of the many horrors that he has learned about, seen, and perhaps made up to passerbys and seeing their strong reaction to it. Very rarely, he will repeat the stories of the vibrant world that used to house his mother. But every time that he does, a little more color leaves his face.

Events Before Adventuring
See above

Adventuring Career
TBD