Barbar and his family come from the kingdom of Norland where he was raised in a tavern. He did not follow the redfaith however as he personally thinks its some fake thing. He was raised on the farm side with a lot of siblings and his parents who were both drunks. The moment he turned 18 Barbar turned to the warriors life like his father and started to hunt bandits with his father, which gave him a thirst for fighting with his kin against evildoers! Barbar joined in on raids and fights from his 18th birthday and looked for honor and glory in his city! A fun fact about barbar is that unlike his family he did not have a good beard growth until he found out that he could just use Beard weed!
Barbar would first throw up, he hates the sea and gets sea sick easily. He would clumsily look about the place before continuing his way until he heard a gentleman speak. "AHA!" Barbar would speak with a laugh! "Thank yer kind ser! I would like to find yer strongest beverages for A tavern i am looking to set up ser!" Barbar would speak with a wide grin, his arms crossed over his chest. "Can yer point me in the taverns direction?!" Barbar was searching about, looking across the bazaar as he waited for the man to lead the way or point him to the right direction!
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