Florina

Florina (32mm, 75mm) pre-supportedFlorina was the closest thing the dripping, brick-lined tunnels had to a real sorceress. While other goblins in her gang relied on clubs and crude knives, she wielded a staff she'd cobbled together from a rusted pipe, a cracked crystal orb, and wiring she'd salvaged from forgotten machinery. Her magic wasn't grand or elegant, but it was clever and brutally effective. A flick of her wrist and a muttered word could conjure a shimmering illusion of a city guard patrol around the corner, sending a drunken mark scrambling right into an ambush. A sharp gesture would send a crackling bolt of raw magical force to shatter a kneecap, and a sly whisper could make a wealthy merchant feel an overwhelming, foolish trust in the scrawny green girl asking for directions. Her domain was the stinking, phosphorescent gloom of the under-city, and her spells were perfectly suited for it. Perched on a mossy pipe, she'd watch her gang's targets blunder through the murk. When