Aquilus, the Dark Delver

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I am the night, say your goodbyes! This is the hour darkness devours the pain; just call my name.
"I Am the Night" - Ghoultown
Class: Ranger, Gloom Stalker
Gender: Male (He/Him)
Age: 5 (Mature)
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Dream: Make enough money to completely disappear.
Associated Color: Red
Physical Description: Exactly 66.6 centimeters tall (2'2"), 30 lbs, with gleaming yellow eyes; primarily red scales have black accents; both arms have been replaced with metal prosthetics mimicking the old colors; his left leg is missing from the knee down, replaced with a springstep; tail is ridged and spiky. Wears a well tailored suit in reds with a black undershirt and a cowboy hat to match.
Notable Class Traits: Dread Ambusher
Notable Racial Traits: Kobold Legacy: Craftiness (Survival)
Key Weapons: Gunblade revolver

Personality Traits:
- I can't help but be a bit theatrical.
- The five-finger discount is my favorite.
Ideals:
- If enough people believe a lie, it becomes the truth.
Bonds:
- I left a man to die in the desert and took all he had. It haunts me.
- I feel more kinship to machinery than any flesh & blood compatriot.
Flaws:
- I'm starting to develop a conscience and it hurts.
- I don't know when to quit.
- I'm stubborn as a mule with twice the kick.

Other Details:
- So un-used to his real name he flips between "Aquilas" and "Aquilus"
Story:

Aquilas' place in his desert tribe was always at risk. The clan's crafter and trapmaker, he was also in constant squabbles with those higher in the clan. Moreover, while he was a bright kobold, his arrogance and insistence often led to more trouble than he solved. He lost a fair number of limbs to his own contraptions; Aquilas would retort he replaced those limbs just fine, what was the big deal? Unfortunately, one day he would do too great an injury - both physical and emotional - to the clanhead. He was kicked out of the clan, left to fend in the wastes.

A crafty kobold, Aquilas struggled on through the wastes until one day he came to an astounding sight. A horse-drawn carriage had careened over the side of a cliff. Investigating the wreckage, he found several corpses, and a most unusual weapon: a revolver. He also found the writings to a man named Wyatt Earthell; he was en route to a town on the fringes to aid in a crisis. There was a long communique - it seemed that the strange man was not known in these parts. A perfect rube. With a grin, Aquilas stole not just Earthell's weapon, but his very identity.

Waltzing into Ironstead, the locals were more than a bit skeptical that this little lizard was the well-regarded Earthell. Especially with how brash and larger-than-life he was! But he did bear the weapon. Sleek in silver and loud as thunder. It would be the answer to the town's problem - ruthless beasts beneath the very soil. A cavern system ran beneath the town, an old gold mine gone dry - and now home to a terrifying beast. Holding only a bit of terror, Aquilas braved delving into the depths; after all, he had a ruse to maintain. Beneath the town he discovered in the darkness an Underdark fissure. From the fissure crawled a Fire Snake - well befitting the beast described! In a hard-fought battle, Aquilas was victorious - the town revered "Earthell" as a savior.

For a good while, Aquilas was content to stay in Ironstead. His charms were working there, he got a good brawl in every now and then with some ruffians who wanted a piece of the Beast Killer, and he even modified Earthell's designs to create a gunblade. But it all came crashing down so fast. Aquilas was called back down beneath the town - the beast had returned. Expecting just another fire snake, the kobold thought little of venturing underground once more. Instead he found a worse sight: a purple worm burling up from the underdark. His revolver only roused the beast's anger - in its hunger, it devoured the town from below. Aquilas was lucky to escape alive, but now for the first time he felt a heavy weight of guilt for the destruction of Ironstead.

Aquilas now wanders once more. Word of "Earthell" had started to spread - with him at the focal point. Something within him drove him to keep up the facade - if only to give hope to people out in the wastes. To all he meets, he is Earthell - Delver into the Dark.