I have a little goblin lore bard I'm going to be playing, but I am lacking a good name. Basically, he grew up by hiding in the basement of a nobles manor, when he discovered his love of poetry. He gave himself a name based on whatever poets he read, and became a bard. Really he's just a really sophisticated goblin. I've been struggling coming up with a name that encapsulates the character. Any thoughts?
I have a little goblin lore bard I'm going to be playing, but I am lacking a good name. Basically, he grew up by hiding in the basement of a nobles manor, when he discovered his love of poetry. He gave himself a name based on whatever poets he read, and became a bard. Really he's just a really sophisticated goblin. I've been struggling coming up with a name that encapsulates the character. Any thoughts?
"Flutter, moth, in the night Like scraps of paper, taken flight. Ware the lantern, burning bright, The flame's enchanting, beguiling sight. Flutter moth, from yon light, Lest paper wings you'll ignite."
The little goblin child was once a gutter rat, sneaking into the cellars of the rich to hide from the violence of the slums. Possessed of an uncommon wit, he learned to read by spying on the lessons of the rich children, stealing food and scraps of parchment to study by the flickering light of a cracked lantern. It started as pure curiosity but then the child, starved of nutrition, affection, and intellectual stimulation, discovered something that sparked a soul deep hunger ... poetry. The magic of words that created entire worlds inside the mind. Ink scratchings that painted colors never seen, scents never smelled, and emotions that simultaneously shattered his heart and mended it whole. Taking inspiration from a poem about the moth: a creature that nibbled scraps of paper for sustenance, was drawn to the light of a fire that would destroy it if it flew too close, and transformed itself from an ugly worm into a beautiful and mystical symbol of mystery, the goblin child named himself Chrysalis, or Chrys for short. In his heart of hearts he yearned to one day metamorphose into something that would be revered instead of reviled and cast his old name from his memory. He has taken to leaving his poems, signed only with the symbol of a moth chrysalis, in the homes of the rich. The intellectual elites have been trying to find the identity of the mysterious poet, but as yet Chrys has not worked up the courage to reveal himself.
Will the goblin poet receive a warm welcome for his prowess or will he meet with prejudice once he is revealed? More importantly, will he come to value himself and learn to fly or will he allow himself to be burned by the scorn of their regard?
I have a little goblin lore bard I'm going to be playing, but I am lacking a good name. Basically, he grew up by hiding in the basement of a nobles manor, when he discovered his love of poetry. He gave himself a name based on whatever poets he read, and became a bard. Really he's just a really sophisticated goblin. I've been struggling coming up with a name that encapsulates the character. Any thoughts?
Longfellow. Since it's kind of the opposite of a Goblin.
Lord Barrington Gribblesnaps III.
You could “borrow” names relating to poetry.
Limerick has a nice ring to it.
Soliloquy.
Haiku.
Nantucket.
Billiam Shake-spear. Or Spear-shaker
Virgin(ia) Wolf
Dante
Tallkin (Tolkien or talking)
Ray Salvatore
Pratchett
Leaf Greenwood
Booker
Ovid
Homer
Beckett
Chaucer
Napoleon
Pick your favorite author of whatever work you like.
I name all my Bards for a musical term, because I am a hobbyist musician.
But I could see giving a bard a name for a style of poetry, or even naming him after a famous poet.
I think Limerick sounded great. Other short poetry forms include Haiku, Sonnet and Couplet. I think you have plenty of great ideas already. Good luck.
Cum catapultae proscriptae erunt tum soli proscript catapultas habebunt
I like pun names
Hiztry Onyx
If he's pretentious you could always get him favourably pronounce his name.
such as, named Bucket which he pronounces Bouquet.
"Flutter, moth, in the night
Like scraps of paper, taken flight.
Ware the lantern, burning bright,
The flame's enchanting, beguiling sight.
Flutter moth, from yon light,
Lest paper wings you'll ignite."
The little goblin child was once a gutter rat, sneaking into the cellars of the rich to hide from the violence of the slums. Possessed of an uncommon wit, he learned to read by spying on the lessons of the rich children, stealing food and scraps of parchment to study by the flickering light of a cracked lantern. It started as pure curiosity but then the child, starved of nutrition, affection, and intellectual stimulation, discovered something that sparked a soul deep hunger ... poetry. The magic of words that created entire worlds inside the mind. Ink scratchings that painted colors never seen, scents never smelled, and emotions that simultaneously shattered his heart and mended it whole. Taking inspiration from a poem about the moth: a creature that nibbled scraps of paper for sustenance, was drawn to the light of a fire that would destroy it if it flew too close, and transformed itself from an ugly worm into a beautiful and mystical symbol of mystery, the goblin child named himself Chrysalis, or Chrys for short. In his heart of hearts he yearned to one day metamorphose into something that would be revered instead of reviled and cast his old name from his memory. He has taken to leaving his poems, signed only with the symbol of a moth chrysalis, in the homes of the rich. The intellectual elites have been trying to find the identity of the mysterious poet, but as yet Chrys has not worked up the courage to reveal himself.
Will the goblin poet receive a warm welcome for his prowess or will he meet with prejudice once he is revealed? More importantly, will he come to value himself and learn to fly or will he allow himself to be burned by the scorn of their regard?
Canto alla vita
alla sua bellezza
ad ogni sua ferita
ogni sua carezza!
I sing to life and to its tragic beauty
To pain and to strife, but all that dances through me
The rise and the fall, I've lived through it all!
Do people like my idea? My brain kind of ran away with me a little there.
Canto alla vita
alla sua bellezza
ad ogni sua ferita
ogni sua carezza!
I sing to life and to its tragic beauty
To pain and to strife, but all that dances through me
The rise and the fall, I've lived through it all!
Do people like my idea? My brain kind of ran away with me a little there.
I like it a lot. Very well done.
You could also try the goblin name generator at dndnames. Or any of them for that matter...
A good name would be author inspired, with error tainted by goblin influence and bad characterization
Author's name: Severis Branth
Goblin's name: Zeferiz Branng
Percy! Getting Percy Bysshe Shelley vibes
CHARLIEEE <3