Name : Snargonfulj Snaglepop
Age : 76+
Race : Human
Height : 5'11
Place of birth : Through the portal to the eternal plane of stairs, take a left at the singing Cacti, kill the white rabbit and drop down past the 19th layer of the abyss and my demi-plane will be on your right just after the Alley way to the Plane Of Bureaucracy.
Description - Old, dirty, and most definitely Senile. This man speaks in a clear tongue like a noble. His hair is scraggly and matted and his beard is just the same, long and grey which he can hide things in such as quills and pipes. Coming across as arrogant and beligerant he will always jump at the opportunity to berate someone. If you followed him around at night you may see him picking up Reagants...He is definitely. Not. A Wizard.
Snargonfulj is the supposed father of Garshinkle the very father that banished him from his home realm twenty years ago. Snargonfulj has learnt so many secrets about the universe and the metaphysics of reality that he has been sent quite mad. Most of what he says will come across as gibberish to the standard Covian, speaking of such things as the Constants of Time and flinging himself through the fourth dimension just too arrive at Cove. He says he came too Cove too look for his Son Garshinkle, however why he is looking for his banished son remains a mystery, he swears that Garshinkle isn't dead due to reading his sacred geomotry still present in Cove when casting
powerful divination magic REDACTED. Upon realisation that wizards and plane walkers are burnt at the stake in Cove he has hidden his
spell book ... Cloak? And taken up an Ink and Quill to be a local scribe and wise man.
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