Findlespin

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Name: Findlespin Fizzletricks

Ingame name: Findlespin

Associations: Black Hat Company, Ratchet, Darkmoon Faire (Really minor after he left)

Nicknames: Findlespinster, The Fantastic Findlespin, Oooh, that gnome with the cool hat.

Age: 93

Race: Gnome

Class: Mage

Sex: Male

Eyes: Green

Hair: Green, with long sideburns, reachin to his chin and a goatee right in between them.

Height: 2'11"

Weight: 44 pounds.

Personality

He has a knacky sense for fashion, he tends to either make or wear the latest clothes that are "In". He also takes his "magical" fez everywhere he goes. Findlespin also knows a few spells of arcane, illusion and summoning magic. Most people trust him with ease, not telling you how to feel about my character, but everyone Findlespin met was amused or is now his friend, only one elf didn't like him. He doesn't discriminate between factions, but he dislikes Night Elves and the Tauren, both because they are so anti profit. He also can be a bit of con-artist. He also likes to play tricks on people's minds or make them mad with his sharp tongue.

History

Born in Dalaran, trained by his own father to be a mage, who was one of the Kirin Tor, but left them at the time of the invasion of Gnomeregan. Findlespin never felt much for being a mage, so he traveled to Lordaeron and became a tailor and later a fashion designer there. This was untill the time of the Scourge invasion, at the time of the first signs of the plague, Findlespin fled to Goldshire and Continued his doings there.

Two years after the Third War

"Step right up! Step right up! Greetings my friend. I'm Silas Darkmoon and I want to welcome you to the greatest show on Azeroth! It's the Darkmoon Faire friend, and it's your lucky day! Sparing no expense, we've gathered wonders and treats from around the world for your delight. Whether you're young or old, rich or poor, the Darkmoon Faire has it all!"

Slowly Findlespin opened his eyes, he rubbed his eyes and moved to the window."Dammit, what was that noise?" He stared over the Goldshire square, still half asleep and with a headache from last night. He brushed one hand trough his hair and turned his head, to the normally open field south of Goldshire. He pinched his eyes together as he saw people setting up tents and stages, he scratched behind his head when he saw the cages with lions, rams and other exotic animals.Quickly he ran to his suitcase, he changed his night gown for a white swashbucklers shirt and a blue set of trousers.

He hurried down the stairs almost bumping into the innkeeper."We're up early, aren't we?" the innkeeper rebalanced the serving tray with dirty dishes he was holding."Ehr, yeah, what's all the commotion about this faire?" The innkeeper setted the serving tray down, and ran his hand trough his moustach."Well, it's a monthly thing, the buggers come here all the time to show some of the worlds greatest freaks and there's even a fortune teller." "Oh really? I think I'll check it out."

Findlespin grinned wickedly and rushed to the faire, there were all kinds of oddities, a huge ogre, a gnome in a piece of lioncloth, even a few forsaken. "Hmm, what do we have here?" he looked up to a short man on the stage, he whore a black fedora and held a walking stick, made out of wood."We have it all... delicious food, strong drink, exotic artifacts, fortunes read, amazing prizes and excitement without end! I am Silas Blackmoon and I say, step right up and come here to enjoy the shows!" "Hah! So you travel around the world to show tricks to the public?" Findlespin replied. "Correct! And, don't forget to turn in your Darkmoon Faire Prize Tickets! All it takes is five or more and you're on your way to the most wondrous prizes on all of Azeroth. Everybody is a winner!" Findlespin forgot about his hangover from the night before and looked at the many wonderous acts the entertainers preformed. Garadan the firebreather blew fire and the elf had a great aim, he could shoot an apple right out of the air, the gnome in lioncloth lifted the heaviest weights, and later even a cow!

After the show Findlespin went to Silas, clearly entertained by the acts he just saw."Hey, Blackmoon! I am Findlespin, I know a few tricks, prepare to be amazed!" He went to grab four apples used durring the act of the elf and threw them up, he catched it in his other hand and passed it on to the other, continously."Say, that's a right trick! But not impressive enough!" Silas grabbed three torches and held them out to Findlespin."Our last juggler.... had an accident." Findlespin threw the torches up and catched them in the other, again he began juggling."Right, can you do that with burning torches?" Findlespin blinked and casted a spell of fire durring the juggling, setting the torches ablaze."Yes, you'll do perfectly, how do you feel about joining us, ehr... mimimum wage!" Findlespin smiled and agreed with Silas, he had to sign a contract with a lot of lines of fine print. They took eachothers hands and shaked shortly, the deal was made.

"Amaze at the wonders that the Darkmoon Faire has uncovered in this vast and mysterious world! We have spared no expense in bringing you excitement that children of all ages will delight in!"

Unfortunately he didn't last long with the carnies, touring with them troughout the world for only four years, Findlespin burned a few tents down while he practiced his acts with firebreathing inside one of them. After that he went to Ratchet, there he met the Black Hat Company and he joined them.