Hod was born in Reedsborough to a Brewer/Farmer father. His mother left at a young age and Hod and his father moved away in shame. Hod always blamed himself for his mother leaving but he found solace in work and talking to visitors and travelers. He spent the rest of his childhood learning to farm and fish until his father passed from illness.
Hod then packed up his things and moved around as a traveling fisherman. He spent most days in the woods by streams fishing, smoking pipe-weed and singing hymns to himself. He always loved to talk to anyone that would lend him an ear and spent most of his time in town at the local tavern. He only lasted a few years traveling as his sticky fingers got him in trouble in many entrepots around Sutica. This lead him to wanting to find to find a home but scared to do so. Therefore, he remains a wandering tradesmen, overlooked by many but enjoyed by the few that give him the time of day. He travels for Dunshire, hoping to find community once again. He longs for fishing in Dunshire lake during the day and drinking with friends under the melon tree at night.
Read the scenario below this box and type out inside of this box how your character might respond.
*Hod looks up at the fine dressed man and lets out a chuckle*
“ ‘onlestly I’m ‘ere for a good ‘ime, if you wanna s’ep in a tavern an buy me a drank I’d share a good ‘ime wicha”
*Hod laughs one more time before finding the first tavern sign he can see and walking in its direction*
*He takes a few steps then looks back*
“Well ya comin’ aren’cha?”
*Hod motions in the way of the tavern*
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