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Dribbles
| Master of Puns and Punchlines | |||||||
| Dribbles the Clown | |||||||
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| Level 8 | |||||||
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 Race
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[[Doppelganger|Doppelganger]] | ||||||
 Type
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Monstrosity | ||||||
 HP
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88; 114TTactician | ||||||
 AC
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16 | ||||||
 Movement Speed
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0m / 0ft | ||||||
 Size
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Medium | ||||||
 Weight
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65kg / 130lbs | ||||||
 Proficiency Bonus
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+3 | ||||||
 Initiative
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4 | ||||||
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| Location | Circus of the Last Days X: -39 Y: -30 | ||||||
| Faction | Circus of the Last Days | ||||||
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 | Spoiler warning: The following content contains unhidden spoilers for Act 3. |  |
Dribbles the Clown works at the Circus of the Last Days as a clown. He can be found at the Circus in Rivington in Act 3, as well as various locations around Baldur's Gate.
Background
Dribbles the Clown is the "star" and one of the most popular shows at the Circus of the Last Days. Unfortunately, he was killed by Bhaalist cultists sometime before the party reaches Baldur's Gate.
Act Three
'Dribbles the Clown' can first be encountered at the Circus of the Last Days doing a comedy routine. As the party approaches the stage they will be brought into the act, and 'Dribbles' will call upon a member of the party to join him on stage, where it will be revealed that this Dribbles is actually a Doppelganger named Fumm.
After the fight, Lucretious will ask the party to find Dribbles. His body can be found strewn across Baldur's Gate. After his parts are returned, Lucretious says she will be able to resurrect him so that he can continue performing.
Party Interactions
The player can suggest to one of their party members that they go up on the stage when their group is called on. Some party members will disapprove of being called up on stage, but the other party members will approve. The interactions are as follows:
Astarion
- Astarion: Oh good, puns. Because clowns aren't enough of a horror show already.
- Player: You love the spotlight, don't you, Astarion?
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+1 - Astarion: What? No. Don't you dare. This isn't funny.
- Dribbles: Ooof - my heart! The enthusiasm is... too much! Now, up, up - double sharp! Or poor Buddy will think you don't like him. Right there - perfect!
- Player: Go on, Astarion! -1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +2 +1 +1 +1
- Astarion: Of course, what fun! I'm going to fucking kill you.
Gale
- Gale: Hmm. Not to my taste, but I'll take a clown over some hack magician pulling peonies from his breeches.
- Player: Gale, you're good at tricks, right? Up you go. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Gale: Truly? I might as well go mount the gallows.
- Player: Go on, Gale! +1 -1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Gale: You truly are testing the patience of a man who could level a city if he wished, you know.
Halsin
- Halsin: Why is that daubed fellow being forced before a crowd like so? Is he being punished? Ritualised humiliation?
- Player: Lend him a hand, Halsin. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Halsin: The local customs are... veiled to me. Are you sure this is wise?
- Player: Go on, Halsin! +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Halsin: Very well... Oak Father, shield me in the trials to come.
Jaheira
- Jaheira: Heh. What? Shut up.
- Player: Well, Jaheira? Care to make your debut? +1 +1 +1 +2 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Jaheira: You think I haven't mounted a stage before? Though be warned, clown - if you mean to throw knives, I will throw them back.
- Player: All hail the High Harper! +1 +1 +1 -1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Jaheira: You understand the nature of a secret organization, yes?
Karlach
- Karlach: Oof. No. Sorry Dribbles.
- Player: Go on, Karlach, up you go. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +2
- Karlach: Hang on now, soldier, I'm not paying for your sins.
- Player: Go on, Karlach! +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +2
- Karlach: This had better be violent, sexy, or both.
Lae'zel
- Lae'zel: Can we not find a more pleasant amusement? Gouging out our own eyeballs, perhaps?
- Player: This is your time to shine, Lae'zel - up you go. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 -1 +1 +1 +2 +1
- Lae'zel: Tsk'va. You can't be serious.
- Player: Go on, Lae'zel! +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 -1 +1 +1 +2 +1
- Lae'zel: Chk. And here I thought ceremorphosis was the ultimate torment.
Minsc
- Minsc: Heh. HEH. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
- Player: Minsc would be honoured. +2 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Minsc: Honoured is Minsc! But be warned, jester - none may juggle my hamster but me.
- Player: Go on, Minsc! +2 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Minsc: On closer inspection, Boo, this clown does not much look like the jolly sort...
Minthara
- Nightwarden Minthara: Just give the word, and I will kill the clown. We would be praised as heroes.
- Player: My good friend Minthara is the funniest person I know. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 -1 +1 +1
- Nightwarden Minthara: Am I indeed? Perhaps I will tell my favorite joke. It is about you, bleeding to death.
- Player: Go, Minthara! Tell the one about the man who married a drider!
- Nightwarden Minthara: It was a beautiful webbing. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
Shadowheart
- Shadowheart: Gods, I hate clowns. I'm not even sure clowns like clowns.
- Player: I think my friend Shadowheart will make a far better assistant. +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +2 +1 +1 -1 +1
- Shadowheart: Are you quite sure you have a friend called Shadowheart? Not an enemy?
- Player: Go on, Shadowheart! +1 +1 +1 +1 +1 +2 +1 +1 -1 +1
- Shadowheart: I advise you find someone to taste your food from now on.
Wyll
- Wyll: Between you and me, I love a good clown - and Dribbles is the best.
- Player: I think this is a job for the Blade of Frontiers, don't you, Wyll? +1 +1 +1 +1 +2 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Wyll: I'm not so sure...
- Player: Go on, Wyll! +1 +1 +1 +1 +2 +1 +1 +1 +1 +1
- Wyll: Well - if you insist.
