Sir Toadswallow
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Sir Toadswallow is the euphemistic alias<ref>“Sir Toadswallow,” the goblin with the monocle introduced himself, giving them an insincere smile.
“Toadswallow. Is that toad and swallow or toads and wallow?” Verona asked.
“Activities best enjoyed when it is both at the same time, girl. It’s a stage name,” he said.
Lucy crossed her arms. “What kind of stage?”
“I work with children,” Toadswallow said, before giving her a wide smile that showed all of his teeth. - excerpt from Lost for Words 1.2</ref> of Sir Turdswallow, a Goblin.
Personality
Toadswallow has learned to serve as a "polite" goblin for Practitioner children to practice interactions with his kind.<ref name=":2" />
Relationships
Teaching Cherrypop and Bluntmunch to work with children.<ref name=":2">“When a practitioner drops a bit of meat from their nethers and wants to teach it to deal with goblinkind, they like to have goblins they’ve met and made deals with beforehand for the practice and initial lessons. They summon, I go, they pay me.”
“You might get better business if you didn’t call the clients nether-droppings,” Lucy said.
Toadswallow smiled, and it was so fake it looked like someone trying to smile for the first time and doing it badly… with added fangs. “My most regular summoners seem to have misplaced their books, and I have some time to myself. I’m training some of this lot to do the child-work. Cherrypop is the noisy little foetal deposit here in my hands. The big one is… let’s call him Bluntmunch.”
The big goblin groaned, low, long, and drawn out.- excerpt from Lost for Words 1.2</ref>
Appearance
Sir Toadswallow has a waistcoat and monocle. His fat belly has nails sticking out from the inside. He's smaller than a human<ref>She could see the things in the bushes. Small, ugly, and twisted. Something she might have taken as a stone in the corner of her eye was a figure too lumpy and misshapen to be a person. Three other things were perched on him, one maybe a girl, tiny with red-stained skin, her expression twisted into a permanent scowl, then a fat one with what looked like nails sticking point-out from the inside of his belly, wearing a waistcoat and monocle, and a scrawny one with a nose like a pickaxe. - excerpt from Lost for Words 1.1</ref> and fanged <ref name=":2" /> with knobby, clawed fingers.<ref>The goblin with the monocle wrapped his hands around the littlest goblin’s lower face, knobby fingers with pointed claws interlacing. - excerpt from Lost for Words 1.2</ref>
History
Arc 1: Lost For Words
Sir Toadswallow, as well as other goblins including Cherrypop, attends the awakening ritual of Verona Hayward, Lucy Ellingson, and Avery Kelly. He and the other goblins consumed the offered meat.
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