Lyraea:Gobi
Gobi is a Goblin Cleric, Domain of Technology. She's twelve.
Class Stuff
Domain of Technology homebrew
Gobi wields a large wrench (mace) and a hand crossbow. Her "spells" are flavored with technology. For example, Guiding Bolt is, instead of totally divine, a bolt of electricity shot from the thing on her wrist. She has a clockwork assistant named Junior, a Wall-E-esque little robot who works as a familiar, and can also carry 150 lbs and push/drag 200 lbs. Junior loves and admires his big brother, Janitor.
History
Gobi didn't even know other realmstars existed until she was nearly 8. All she knew was her clan. Even more than being violent, brutal creatures, Goblins on her home realmstar are scavengers. Everything Gobi knows about mechanics and ships, she had to learn by doing, and she entirely taught herself, despite what the rest of her clan expected of her. They expected her to join in the scavenging, join them in tearing apart any ship that dared to drift close to their planet. No one from her clan did anything to keep or make the ships functional - the large parts were used to make shelters, the small parts were used to make weaponry, and everything else was either hoarded or traded to other clans.
Gobi was interested in the ships from the start. She wanted to know where they came from. She wanted to know about the creatures living - and dying - in them. She wanted to know everything.
This behavior was not encouraged. When she asked too many questions, she was punished, so she learned not to ask. When she was caught trying to make a piece of ship tech work again, she was punished more, so she learned to be sneaky. And when she finally succeeded, when she managed to make a tiny, one-being craft flyable again, she got the fuck off of her home realmstar.
Of course, being a sheltered kid (effectively 8 years old at the time), she could have very easily fallen in with a bad kind of crowd. Luckily, she stumbled across a member of the Starforge Guild who was having a bit of trouble with one of his reaction coils. It was a problem that Gobi had encountered herself when she was rebuilding her little ship, so she was able to fix the problem in a matter of hours all by herself. When she told the man she had no formal training and, indeed, had just rebuilt her ship herself, he took her straight to the head of the guild.
Though she wasn't interested in committing herself fully to the guild - there was still too much to see and do! - she did agree to some more formal training. It was essentially an apprenticeship, where she studied under another mechanic in the guild.
Gobi caught on fast. She couldn't follow written instructions and her grasp of proper schematics was flimsy at best, but she was a master at intuiting what different ships needed to work. She could almost sense it, like an empath but for mechanics. She was quick in her work as well. Her size made her the perfect candidate for the fiddly little bits that sometimes needed repairing in the tighter spots around engines and such. While she wasn't terribly strong, she could still manage her tools with ease, even when those tools were bigger than her. All told, she caught on to more during her six months as an apprentice than many tended to learn in years.
Throughout it all, her mentor, Claudius, tried to get her to formally join the guild. Eventually, after much persuasion and just a little bribery, Gobi agreed to become an independent contractor of sorts. She wouldn't become a full member, but she would do occasional work for the guild. And she was glad she let Claudius finally talk her into it, because the arrangement became very lucrative, for both her and the guild. Not only was she now being paid for her mechanical work, she was able to go on excursions that required her skills. She got to visit new realmstars and meet new people as part of her job. And she didn't have to kill anyone! At least, that wasn't a priority.