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About Pepper Warchild

Sixteen years ago a young gnome scholar was traveling in search of rare books when he was attacked by a Stone Giant. Not being the adventuring type he was surely a goner. Suddenly, a magnificent red headed human barbarian jumped off a cliff onto the giants back and they proceeded to battle gloriously. The barbarian slew the giant with his tribal earth breaker, but sustained tremendous damage which proved fatal as his rage ended. With the giant slayer's dying moments he looked at the gnome and then pointed to a bundle not far from the battlefield. The bundle turned out to be infant Pepper.

Out of gratitude for the hero, the scholar stayed two days in case any family came to claim me. No one did and he feared more giants might so he took me home to raise as his own. He first buried the giant slayer in a simple grave I have marked on a map. He also harvested several rare and valuable ingredients from the giant corpse. These profits contributed to opening a library and settling in Whistledown where I was raised.

My upbringing was unusually dual faced. On the one hand, Dad is a scholar who taught me to love reading. On the other, out of respect for the giant slayer, dad taught me to love my barbarian heritage and together we studied it extensively. I am frequently found with my nose in some book usually reading about how to unleash my inner berserker. Dad also encouraged physical exercises and generally doesn't even mind when I smash stuff. He's a bit tinker-ish and routinely developed practice dummies for training which I regularly smashed with glee.

Recently we both come to realize I've learned as much scholarly information about barbarians as I can. It's time to head into the world for practical experience and to embrace my roots on some actual adventures.

I have several goals. I'd like to meet real live barbarians with actual raging experience to learn from (there's a surprising lack of scholarly barbarian mentors in Whistledown). I'd like to embrace my natural heritage, which from what we've read is rooted among the Shoanti. I have a bit of a kid's dream to meet my birth mom...though I don't even know the Giant Slayer's name so finding her would be a challenge. Short term, I'd like to go visit the grave site of birth dad and Sandpoint is on the way.

Finally, while I love life...I also have a strong desire to follow my family's tradition of going out in glorious combat...preferably in defense of others. Birth dad's story taught me barbarian lives should end with an exclamation point.