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« on: November 12, 2011, 01:21:10 PM »
Race: Halfling
Name: Frederich Tybarino Bagelskuchs
Gender: Male
Height: 3.7 feet
Weight: 45 kilos
Father's name: Enrico Bagelskuchs (deceased)
Story: Born in Pavona in Tilea, where he learned to cook and write in the hope of one day becoming chief cook to the Duke. Escaped Dwarf/Halfling persecutions by a new Duke (the old Duke's son, something of a species-ist who didn't trust the power and influence the Dwarfs had) at a fairly young age (these claimed the lives of his family), and travelled north to the Empire via Miragliano. The experience of seeing humans persecute Dwarf and Halfling children helped radicalise his political opinions against the nobility who had ordered the purges.
His previous adventures include travelling through the Drakwald forests and running away from Beastmen, as well as helping instigate a small revolt in Steingart in the southern Empire in which he and a number of other halflings battled Imperial troops alongside the people of Steingart and Loningsbruck. Having somehow not been killed yet, he is continuing to journey around looking for sentient beings of any race to Spread The Word To and has begun trying to write a book on his philosophies and experiences.
He is literate, highly opinionated, a fantastic baker, and will spout his rather lunatic ideas to anyone who will listen. He has dark hair, tends to wear a leather waistcoat and floppy hat, and carries a bow and a knapsack full of cooking equipment, paper, and pamphlets. Generally he has an affinity with Dwarfs (and Halflings of course), and dislikes nobility of any race.
Quotations:
"This is about the smell of freedom. Imagine freshly beaked bread, but better."
"Some of us may die today. But with noblemen crippling us with taxes and demands, are we not dead already?"
"There is nothing that cannot be solved with determination, a pen, and paper. Though liberal quantities of marmalade help as well."
"Why make a point with arrows and swords when you can make a point with words? What do you mean, that's no excuse for hiding under a cart when Beastmen are attacking?"
"I was born in Pavona, but Pavona is not my home. My home is wherever my saucepan is, wherever there are ears to listen to me, and wherever there is hope for a better tomorrow. Such is the lot of a Halfling Revolutionary."