“With a coin and a knife you can do anything, as long as they both belong to me.”
Full Name: Dead Stanley
Apparent Age: 50
Occupation: Mercenary, Assassin
A middle-aged goblin with steel-gray hair and a long ugly face, Dead Stanley has nonetheless earned the reputation of his name. The mercenary goblin wears more knives than clothes, sporting only a simple vest, short pants, and no armor to speak of. His body is wrapped in knives and dagger sheaths, all of which he seems to use to great effect.
Quick with a laugh, a hearty drinker, and easy going to a fault, Dead Stanley makes a decent living and a fine companion.
Unknown, though he claims to hail from a distant world where he is lauded as a great war hero. Few believe the “hero” part, but his tenacity and skill in battle puts some stock in the “war” part.
Story So Far . . .
The Ten met Stanley at the Graystone Trading warehouse, where he had been hired to head a troupe of inexperienced and cheap goblin soldiers, likely because of his own heritage. Dead Stanley fought side-by-side with Vessel 12 at the western door of the yard, and was one of only two goblins to survive.
He is the only goblin to survive from skill, rather than luck, notably.