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 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.