Peckersnot

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Peckersnot is a small goblin who lives in Kennet. Originally nameless, he was given his name by Verona.

Personality

Young and immature though

Is still mischievous as one can expect for a goblin. which can get very dangerous.<ref>She looked down and saw Peckersnot there, hand on her fingers.

“I don’t think they want this, buddy, whatever it is.”

He shrugged, exaggerated.

She lunged for him, belly flopping on mossy forest floor as she grabbed him with one hand.  He wailed and fought as she smeared the wetness on his back and stuck him upside-down to a tree.

She had river water in one bottle she’d already emptied of its spirit, and used that to rinse her fingers before pouring the remainder over the shrine.  Peckersnot made noises of distress throughout.
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She pulled Peckersnot off the tree and brought him with.  “You going to be good, P.S.?”

Peckersnot shook his head.

“I’m pretty tired, little man.  If you keep it up, I’m going to come up with a worse punishment every time, so decide if it’s worth it, ‘kay?”

Dangling upside down by the leg she held, he nodded. - Excerpt from Dash to Pieces 11.6</ref>

Relationships

Verona Hayward

Peckersnot is friends with Verona and he admires her explicit drawings.<ref>The picture was a particular, stand-out piece of a male, put to paper in as much glistening detail as her art skills allowed.  She’d gone to some effort, detailing it, as if sufficient detail could bring it to life on the page or unlock some understanding.

“Does this satisfy our arrangement, booger guy?” she asked.

The goblin with the beak nodded with enthusiasm. - Excerpt from Back Away 5.3</ref> He even explained actions he did for toadswallow that he frankly to her that he didn't explicitly have to.<ref>[Toadswallow] sat up, then straightened a bit, looking at them.  “I mean no malice to Kennet.  What I intend to do isn’t clean or perfect but I do think it is better.  I was fighting and goading another goblin to eat filth within half an hour of my entry to this world.  I saw goblins fight and die before I saw any thrive.  Some weren’t able to do anything before the Warrens and their fellow goblins put an end to them.  One of those goblins who couldn’t fight could have been our next great mind, a goblin capable of changing everything.”

“You say that,” Verona said, pausing.  “But didn’t you ask Peckersnot to kill another goblin, when you recruited them?”

Toadswallow smiled, eyes narrowing.  “Cherrypop’s little competitor mentioned that, did he?”

“Drew it.  I asked, he mimed, I filled in the blanks,” Verona said. - Excerpt from Dash to Pieces 11.11</ref>

She even named him, an important thing in a goblins life.<ref name=:3>“I thought long and hard,” Verona said, “Kneel, little dude.  This isn’t a ceremony but I’m doing this because I want to.  I’ve been imagining it.”

He knelt.

“With that beak-shaped mouth and one eye, I think there’s no way you’re going to be anything but a little pecker,” Verona said, “But that’s not enough, a name needs more.”

She did a little ‘knighting’ gesture, using the roll of paper, touching each shoulder.

“I thought about Goobpecker, like woodpecker, but goob is too big a word, too deep, belongs to a bigger goblin.  So… similar idea, but smaller.  Peckersnot.”

“Why not Snotpecker?” Lucy asked.

Verona sighed.  “You’re interrupting the not-ceremony.  Because that’s not as rude, and he’s a little pecker who the snot comes from, not someone who pecks snot.”

The little goblin, still kneeling, nodded.

“You’ve put entirely too much thought into this.”

“I was thinking of something cuter,” Avery said.  “Like Snoogie.  Combination of snot and loogie, but…”

She trailed off.  The goblins were all looking at her with varying levels of upset and insult.  Like she’d done something to wrong all of them.  The little goblin with the beak sneered at her, singular eyebrow drawn low over its one eye.

“Peckersnot, Peck for short,” Verona said, rescuing Avery.  “Take your gift, and know if anyone takes it from you, they’ll have to answer to me, if they are of a reasonable size and combat ability.  If you go losing it to a goblin emperor of the deepest Warrens, I am not going after it.  It and the name are yours.  So bestowed.”

He took the roll of paper, which was about as long as he was tall. - Excerpt from Shaking Hands 9.8</ref>

Description

Tiny cyclops with a beaker mouth and a magnificent set of nostrils. He does not posses the ability to talk.

Abilities

Able to fling snot at enemies, it's adhesiveness can restrain them.<ref>Willy reached up to his face, and his hand stuck where he tried to wipe the snot away. He used his other hand to try to free that hand, and ended up with both stuck in place. - Except from Back Away 5.d</ref>

His weapon form is a water pistol filled with slime.<ref>“I temporarily bind you, Peckersnot, until you wish to be free.  Take your weapon form, little goblin,” Liberty said.

Peckersnot became a scratched up water pistol.  Cherrypop kicked the scuffed plastic repeatedly until Liberty picked it up.

“Water pistol?” Nicolette asked.

“This isn’t water,” Liberty said.  Cherrypop hugged her ankle.  She investigated the gun, peering at it from different angles.  “One shot, useful, can do a lot of things with slime.  Let’s see those scales…” - [9.z Spoilers] Magic Item Identification</ref> This can be loaded with things like Salt<ref>“Hey, Pecker, you want to be my sidearm?”

Peckersnot, clasped in her hand, nodded.

“Can I load you with salt?”

He paused.

“Squirting that thing with salty goo?  There’s gotta be some extra credit for that one.”

Peckersnot nodded.

“Then, with your permission, I ask you to be bound.  Take a weapon form…”

The colors that made up Peckersnot bled in together, then shadows and everything inside his outline boiled up and distorted.  He settled into the weight of a small water pistol with a surprising weight to it.
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- Excerpt from Dash to Pieces 11.6</ref>

Chronology

Has been with tatty's gang for most of his life presumably.<ref>Email Reply From: Verona (VHayward@tbaynorth.ca)
Hey Matthew is my little man the snot painter the unnamed one?

Email Reply From: Matthew Moss (Mossball@mooseboop.ca)
He is.  He wants you to name him.  Normally a right for someone important in a goblin’s life.  I think he really liked you. - [8.a Spoilers] New Other Correspondence #1</ref>

He was attacked by Willydew and Bumcake, their fight was interrupted when Toadswallow arrived to forcibly recruit them and Peckersnot managed to kill Willydew by sealing his mouth and nose shut with snot and suffocating him.<ref>The little goblin crawled up Willy’s face again.  He saw Willy pull lips apart enough to breathe, then snorted on that gap.  Something in Willy shifted with that. One hand on Willy’s nose, one hand on Willy’s eyebrow, the little goblin made his face the entirety of Willy’s field of view.

He hocked and spat, right in the goblin’s eye.

Willy stared, making muffled, angry sounds, until he couldn’t stare anymore.  He blinked, and his eye glued shut.  Nose glued shut.  Mouth glued shut.- Excerpt from Back Away 5.d</ref>

He was given his name by Verona a few weeks after arriving in Kennet.<ref<name=:3/>

Helped Tatty raid the house of a cat aware women and attempt to steal the collar of a cat they believed was a goblin killer<ref>“Gotta go.  We’re raiding this cat lady’s house, she’s got so many cats.  It’s awful!  But one of their cats, it’s a goblin killer.  You can see it in its eyes.  Too much green.  Three goblins, we think.”

“Haven’t there never been many goblins in Kennet?” Lucy asked.

“Semantics!”

“That’s not actually semantics, I’m pretty sure you’re just wrong,” Lucy said.

“If we get the tag off the collar of the goblin killer cat, we can take it to the Warrens and we’ll be heroes!  So brave, they’ll say!”- Excerpt from Dash to Pieces 11.12</ref>, getting injured during the process.<ref name=":0">Maricica watched some of the goblins get settled.  The goblin Verona had named perched on a branch near ground level, beside Tatty, wheezing with breath rattling at the end of each wheeze.  He was covered in scratches, many deep, his singular eye was bloodshot, with a scratch tracing along the side, notching the nearby eyelid.  He seemed unwilling to move the eye itself, as a result, and kept his gaze focused down and to the side, most of his attention on breathing properly.  Tatty was in similar straits, and appeared dressed in something that wasn’t her own dangling breasts woven together, because she’d swathed much of her body in bandage.  Doglick and Bangnut were a bit less battle-damaged.- Excerpt from Dash to Pieces 11.z</ref>

He was present for the showdown with Maricica and managed to almost ensnare her by sneezing on her and as a result he realized her plan but was unable to stop it.<ref>Her attention divided, she almost didn’t see the goblins.

Peckersnot sneezed, and with the blood loss he’d suffered, he nearly fell from the high branch he’d climbed to.

But the snot extended out between himself and her, ensnaring her wings, binding her hair, and nearly blinding her.
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Peckersnot, his one eyeball scratched at the side, eye bloodshot, the pupil’s location mostly fixed due to his unwillingness to move his gaze around, was craning his head back and to the side so he could look slightly down and straight-on at her, his mouth pulled to the bottom corner of his face. - Excerpt from Dash to Pieces 11.z</ref>

Peckersnot and Biscuit helped prevent Marlen Roy from escaping whilst she was being held prisoner at the abandoned factory.<ref>- Playing a Part 15.10</ref>

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