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Valerius Agrippa
A traveling chef, determined to teach the world Good Cooking and Proper Cooking Safety. Setting out on his own at an eary age, he's made it his mission to ensure that all canines know what good food tastes like, and how to make it. Agrippa delights in new things- new foods, new lands, new canines- and he hasn't stopped traveling since the day he left home.
Now he roams Pelik with his friend Nebrisque, exploring the Badshot Range. He finds solace in the landscape and the canines he meets, and is happy. Though he's retired from TGE, he travels on. Maybe someday he'll return.
Profile
- Attention
- Cooking
- Red
- Lehmu meat
- Horses
- Taller people
- Small spaces
- Fungi
Trivia
- His favorite sound is the bubbling of soup.
- Agrippa is an early bird, and wakes up much earlier than others around him.
- His mortal enemy is Mandolin, but he has no idea who she is.
- Two friends used to travel alongside him, but one returned to his home.
Design Notes
- Ochre in color with red ribs and white highlights.
- Ears, throat, elbows and haunches are feathery.
- Wears a knitted collar-thing with tassels and gold thread.
- Pulls a travois with a cooking pot, a frying pan, a ratty old blanket, some flint and steel, and a few dried herbs.
Background
Agrippa was born to a long line of cooks, and he was no exception. He grew up in a family who cooked often, and learned the trade from his father. However, his father was tough on him, and his family was too. They wanted nothing but the best from him, and any minor mistakes meant failures in their minds. His cousins were his only solace, and he grew up close to them, racing on the plain of yellow flowers outside his home, chasing the wind.
He wanted to spread cooking to the whole world (and he wanted to leave his family behind), so he packed his bags, said his goodbyes, and went traveling. On his first visit to a pack close to home, he accidentally set a their camp on fire and barely escaped the flames. Running from the wrath of the surviving pack, he fell into a gully and was found by a lone doberman traveling the world. They became good friends, almost brothers, and traveled north together.
