Gobson Bomber

A handful of Gobalano soldiers and associates sat around a large, wooden table in one corner of the warehouse. Motes of dust danced in the sunlight that shone through a nearby window, illuminating a square patch of grungy earth. The warehouse contained several large machines, steam-powered and otherwise, hidden beneath large tarps. Upon the wooden table, stacks of coins were piled, and the Gobalanos laughed and elbowed one another as they counted and sorted them into untidy stacks.

“I swear to the Brotherhood,” a fat ash goblin said as he topped off a stack of gold coins, “The next time that old has-been who runs the apothecary gives me lip, I'm gonna leave him with more than a shakedown.”

“No respect these days,” the slim ash goblin to his right said, shaking his head. “No respect.”

“I know, right?”

The shattering of glass, and the Gobalanos jumped in their seats. Several leapt to their feet and drew their blades. Something large and black and round flew through the window, hit the ground with a thud, and rolled under the table.

“What the bloody hell was—”

The explosion that followed leveled the warehouse. All that was left was a scattered pile of boards and rubble. Of the Gobalanos seated around the table, there was nothing left at all. Gobson Bombers are expert demolitionists who specialize in the crafting and application of incendiary devices to maximize collateral damage. They are employed by the Gobson crime family for burglaries, sabotage, and assassinations… and to generally blow stuff up.