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Moscato

Moscato
| Name | Moscato |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Brewer |
| Age | Middle-aged |
| Race | Hobbit |
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| Residence | The Shire |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Short-cut, dark, curly hair frames Moscato's face. He stands tall for a hobbit, with an outgoing posture that speaks to his confidence. He often smells of fine honeybrews and berry brews, and wine from having worked in his personal brewery all day. He wears the finest clothing most of the time, with the exception being when he's at work in the fields or the kitchen/brewery. |
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Background
Little known fact, in his youth Moscato served as a provisioner and quartermaster for a troupe of mercenaries launching expeditions into Fornost and farther North. This is where he learned both the art of a chef as well as the finer points of brewing ale, beer, and wine. Although he lacked the facilities for the latter most of the time, he learned much from the various different people who belonged to the troupe. He even learned to fight using a club and shield, knocking the teeth out of his share of goblins in his day.
Now, more often his shield is displayed proudly on the mantle of his hearth, while Moscato spends much of his time around the Shire. Occasionally the itch for adventure takes him, but for the most part he is one of the Shire Folk, even if some of his fellows grumble about his unorthodox past.
| Friends | none |
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| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies |
| Loves | Wine and Pie |
|---|---|
| Hates | Midges |
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