|Current Age: Approaching 100 (but who really keeps track?)
Always one for propriety, he is very rarely seen in attire other than his robes. In very, very special occasions, he will wear a formal suit, made for him by a dear friend, Mrs. Grace Dane-Unulder. He is also nearly always with his staff, also a gift from Mrs. Unulder, and he keeps it clean and polished to a brilliant shine.
History and Traits
Not knowing what to do with himself and lacking any skills but the scholarly, Gubblebub turned to the arcane. After years of study and seeking out mages from all of Andrinor's Orders across Southern Avlis, Gubblebub finally joined the Red Order of Flame. Though the light-hearted Order (or lackthereof?) has welcomed him with open arms, he often finds himself looking over his shoulder to see what little tricks the Senior Magi may have in store for him.
With little formal tutelage outside of the Academy of Mortal Magic's required lectures, Gubblebub has taught himself a wide variety of the Arcane, focusing primarily in his youth on Illusions and Transmutations, but then shifting with time to Divination. The concepts of spinning fate intrigue him, and while he begrudges Artorius Illurien a great many things, Gubblebub cannot help but respect and be a little in awe of the master Fatespinner. He does aspire to one day teach at the Academy, but with his new elected position has yet to determine whether or not his new duties will allow him to do so.
Gubblebub is not the friendliest gnome ever, though he makes an effort to be more welcoming to younger mages. He is very proper at all times, and it has taken many many years of prodding and teasing from his close companions for him to loosen up.
More recently he was actually arrested in the City of Mikona on grounds of assault and misuse of magic in an attempt to murder a young shaahesk. He spent several long and cold hours in what Elyl Ka'aestar and Gurth Istar have dubbed "Club Mikona" with only the petulant Guard Sarrena Sunflower and his dear friend Vintrinia Carnen to keep him company and hold the rats at bay. Well...only Vintrinia held the rats at bay. Ms. Sunflower was too busy snickering.
After several years up north, Gubblebub compiled his reports and left the ship's crew to return to the still living Ayren (Gubblebub was never one for the high seas).