Sir Rhubarb is the Founder & Benefactor of “The League of Crafty Adventurers“.
He created The League in order to find, partner with, and befriend like-minded Adventures – the kind of Unique Individuals who share a similar playful disposition combined with a Passion for Adventuring – Empathetic folk who aren’t afraid of a Risky Challenge, if the rewards are sufficiently attractive, or those who simply follow their Instincts without Analysis, going with-the-flow…
Sir Rhubarb has Semi-Retired from Active Adventuring after a Lifetime of Adventures.
He lives in a small Cabin overlooking the Harbour a short distance from Saltmarsh Town Centre, spending his days on his Journals, developing his Flower Arrangement skills, and Gardening.
When he’s not busy grooming his Petunias he frequently pops into town to the Guild Head Quarters to catch up on News, chat with his fellow Guild Members, and, once-a-year, to organize & oversee the Annual Guild Recruitment Process – something that he particular looks forward to.
By nature Sir Rhubarb is a reclusive Hobbit-Knight, a wandering vagrant-soul, most known for his particular fondness for the Halfling’s “Pipe-weed“.
He is famous for his rambling monologues, and his rumbunctious character.
He is 111-ty years old and therefore decrepit, senile, and should be humoured, but largely ignored.
He bangs-on about Dragons, *all the time*, and is under the seriously-deranged belief that he rides a fictitious “Mighty Stead“, which he calls “Draco“.
He has *no money*, having spent it all on his numerous feckless hobbies!