Lord Spruce Badger of Brock Hall Color: Pale grey with a main headstripe of 'Aloe Essence' Height: 2' 5" (tol for Forest Folk) Age: ~30 Personality: - Quiet - Good listener - Serious - Calm - Thoughtful - Active - Helpful to others - Long held grudges - Protective of Forest Folk - Resigned/friendly toward Humans - Berserker Fighter Holdings: Brock Hall is a rambling manor well-known in the region and open to all who need shelter. It's been partly turned into the local clinic/hospital. Main Ground Floor - Hospital Wing Second Floor - Old Wing Second Floor History: Mum (Rosehip) passed about 10 years back, Father (Old Lord Rowan) passed about 12 years ago. Brother (Kindle) left when he was 17, say 7 years ago. Spruce's father died defending the hall against a feral bear, and his mother caught pnumonia one hard winter digging out some trapped town residents so they could come stay at the Hall. It's been Spruce by himself ever since. He only really lost hope that Kindle was alive and well about 2 years back. Kindle Badger was restless and wanted to explore and went on a journey to another far off settlement... but he never made it there. Everyone assumes he was killed or went feral. He got quieter and stopped visiting the hospital wing of Brock Hall quite so frequently.
Lord Spruce, affectionately known as Stripesnout behind his back, is a gentle soul, fond of long walks and helping woodlanders excavate or build or stockpile food, whathaveyou. His door is always open to those in need of shelter or a simple listening ear. Best friends with a young, roguish dogfox, Reynard (Matt). Spruce does have the familiar family berserker rage problem. He's cool and steady until he gets into melee. Then it's teeth and heavy metal gauntlets and sharpened claws. He helps protect the intelligent Forest Folk from the ferals. Because of that he has some serious scarring, especially visible about the face. Can't cook to save his soul. Can't make potions. It's like cooking but worse. Doesn't mind humans - they're here to stay. He's more concerned with maintaining the sanctity of the wood and stopping this creeping feral plague.
Any Forest Folk either Infiltrators or Investigators may handwave that they are staying in Brock Hall and interact therein. Just let me know if you venture into the locked areas, or want to discover a secret passage or door or sneak into Spruce's chambers.
SHIRO - Infiltrating - Forest Folk
Color: Pale grey with a main headstripe of 'Aloe Essence'
Height: 2' 5" (tol for Forest Folk)
Age: ~30
Personality: - Quiet - Good listener - Serious - Calm - Thoughtful - Active - Helpful to others - Long held grudges - Protective of Forest Folk - Resigned/friendly toward Humans - Berserker Fighter
Holdings: Brock Hall is a rambling manor well-known in the region and open to all who need shelter. It's been partly turned into the local clinic/hospital. Main Ground Floor - Hospital Wing Second Floor - Old Wing Second Floor
History: Mum (Rosehip) passed about 10 years back, Father (Old Lord Rowan) passed about 12 years ago. Brother (Kindle) left when he was 17, say 7 years ago. Spruce's father died defending the hall against a feral bear, and his mother caught pnumonia one hard winter digging out some trapped town residents so they could come stay at the Hall. It's been Spruce by himself ever since. He only really lost hope that Kindle was alive and well about 2 years back. Kindle Badger was restless and wanted to explore and went on a journey to another far off settlement... but he never made it there. Everyone assumes he was killed or went feral. He got quieter and stopped visiting the hospital wing of Brock Hall quite so frequently.
Lord Spruce, affectionately known as Stripesnout behind his back, is a gentle soul, fond of long walks and helping woodlanders excavate or build or stockpile food, whathaveyou. His door is always open to those in need of shelter or a simple listening ear. Best friends with a young, roguish dogfox, Reynard (Matt). Spruce does have the familiar family berserker rage problem. He's cool and steady until he gets into melee. Then it's teeth and heavy metal gauntlets and sharpened claws. He helps protect the intelligent Forest Folk from the ferals. Because of that he has some serious scarring, especially visible about the face. Can't cook to save his soul. Can't make potions. It's like cooking but worse. Doesn't mind humans - they're here to stay. He's more concerned with maintaining the sanctity of the wood and stopping this creeping feral plague.
Any Forest Folk either Infiltrators or Investigators may handwave that they are staying in Brock Hall and interact therein. Just let me know if you venture into the locked areas, or want to discover a secret passage or door or sneak into Spruce's chambers.