Boso and his parents lived in a small hut in the plains. They were a relatively isolated family which meant that Boso, being a social-butterfly, grew up somewhat lonely. Boso's parents were born in Brandybrook and grew up there until they were shunned from Halfling cities and towns due to their opposing beliefs and habits. They had traveled to other towns and cities and began adopting other cultures into their own lives. Instead of living in a burrow, they had built themselves a small shack. They didn't worship the Pumpkin Lord and instead worshiped a number of things. Despite this they still celebrated Dunfest, but they never could in the cities. Because of this, Boso grew up with many of the same ideas. His parents let him explore his small world as he pleased. He wandered around the house and had a very peaceful childhood. When he was 21 he was wandering into a more forested part of the plains when he heard a rumbling noise. He sat, wondering what the noise was until it literally hit him. He got mowed down and sat on by a horse, rushing through the forest. Lucky for him the ground was soft and it cushioned some of the impact, so Boso was was not severely harmed. He slid out from underneath the horse and and noticed large satchels strapped to it. He was extremely distracted at this point, there was no going back. He slithered into one of the larger bags and fell asleep. When he woke again, he was being jostled around inside the bag. He slid the opening so he could peer out and saw a large Orc, riding in front of him. Boso was being banged around a lot in the bags, so he reached his small hand out and tugged lightly on the Orc's shirt asking him to please, slow down. From that age until now he has lived with the Orc who he later learned was named Brunle. Boso mostly sits at camp waiting and tinkering for Brunle to get back with snacks. He hides things around the camp, trying to remember where they are for fun until they can eat. They kinda just vibe.
"Wow, ye'r real sparkly." Boso claps his hands together and looks at the man as well as the city surrounding him. You can see he gets distracted by all the things going on around him and it looks like he is about to run straight to a fruit stall across the way, but he gracefully regains himself with a small pat on the hand. "This whole place is real sparkly . . . " He zones out and then pivots back towards the man sharply and says, "Well, uh ,Mister, see I'm 'ere because . . . well I'm thinkin' Bear might'a misplaced me."
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