Tonothy Tonburton

Name

Ton-Ton ( Tonothy Tonberton)
 

Race

Zaraton
 

Guilds

Barbarian 6
 

Notable Ability Score

STR 26
 

Journal entry

Today, just before dawn, the tides around the jagged reef buckled without wind, and the currents folded in upon themselves like shivering fabric. At first I believed it was the usual oceanic turbulence, common enough in these cursed waters, but then the reef rose from the sea. Ton Ton, the Zaraton, emerged from beneath the coral shelf like a mountain remembering its name.
  He is a creature of scale and quiet intention. He is no mere beast, despite what the first reports claim. His shell is overgrown with algae, trees, and even the broken hulls of ships too foolish or fated to chart his path. His eyes, vast and slow-turning, do not reflect light; they hold it, as if time itself slows beneath his gaze.
  There are stories whispered by sailors. A living island. A creature who bears not only the world on his back, but some forgotten task older than gods. Many dismissed these tales as salt-addled fantasy. I did, once. No longer.
  For hours he simply drifted. Then without warning, he turned west with purpose. The water followed him, drawn like breath into lungs long unused. I measured a drop in temperature, and the barnacle sprites along my vessel's hull fell silent—an ominous first. One does not simply watch Ton Ton; one feels his movement in the bones, in the pressure behind the eyes. Ton Ton is not merely a remnant of a primeval age. He is active. His choices are deliberate. Something calls him, or perhaps, something has been awoken by him.
  I intend to follow at a safe distance. For science, yes—but also because I cannot stop myself. Something about him compels observation. As if the very act of witnessing Ton Ton is part of whatever great unfolding story he now walks within. May the tide carry me safely.
  Signed Sir Orlan Deepwake Ocean Researcher of Pyrus
 

Alignment

Ton-Ton is of a Neutral alignment. He is typically unbothered by the things that happen around him but those that do earn his ire all suffer the same brutal chortling fury that he is known to dish out. On top of that, gods forbid someone prevents him from eating his pastries for none have known a fury like that of a hungry Ton-Ton.
 

Notable Deeds:

The burning of a goblin forest in which the killing was indiscriminate. The siege of Adventurer’s Beginning. Fighting in the troll/thrikreen war in which Ton-Ton and his party fought incredibly but were ultimately defeated from overwhelming odds.
 

Physical Traits :

Before Ton-Ton lost against the thrikreen he had already grown to be over 13 thousand pounds and was only 2 years of age. He looked like an interesting mix of a sea turtle and an alligator snapping turtle. Ton-Ton's shell glistens with Mithral which contributes to his stalwart defense as well as making his fallen scoots worth a Ton.
 

Notable Comrades :

Melvin, Gygax, Doots, Vikeret.
 

Organizations

The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, cryptic cabal.
 

Notable Items:

Death Ore spear helmet, fire eclairs
 

Ambition

Ton-Ton's true desire in life is to live a peaceful one but to do that in this world he will need to become the most powerful thing around to get it and get it he will.
 

Backstory:

Ton-Ton has lived pretty carefree since his hatching. He likes to spend time swimming and just wandering around and exploring the world around him. Anything he finds interesting he normally puts it in his mouth. One day along his travels Ton-Ton found a dead guy and this man had a funny looking thing that Ton-Ton had never seen before. This weird thing was a book that he ate and after that he could understand all languages along with reading and writing. Recently Ton-Ton has discovered pastries and goes from town-to-town raiding their bakeries for their treats.