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Imbo is a H*bb*t Bard Player Character who is a member of the V3 party.

As a young man, Imbo was talented at reading and telling stories, often adding his cousins and other family as major players in classic works. His secret fascination (and where he spent much of his away-from-home reading time) was with war and battle. He studied the strategy and tactics of as many nations as he could learn (usually ancient history books – insert victors writing history trope here)

Feather, andd the associated villages held little interest to hin; although betrothed twice, the quite, comfortable life of hole and pipe and Yondalla's motherly gaze was never enough. There was more beyond feather; not just cities to plunder, but a life to be had. To be proud to be a hobbit without being a thief or a father. And as his stories grew from the primer of a child, he saw himself the hero, living on his own terms, and calling on Avandra for the wisdom to fling himself beyond safety. He went from storyteller to historical scribe to Faithful

A devout follower of Avandra, Imbo had his heart set on joining the clergy, and studied under the priests at PinFeather. They immediately recognized his speaking skill, so when his final entry exam was scheduled, the Bishop for the area was called to listen. He did an original prayer on Avandra's will and teachings, specializing on her roles as Goddess of Luck and Heroism It was *remarkably* well received by the worshipers, unlike most final exams which were prayers read aloud, halting and…dull.

After his performance, Imbo was taken aside by the Bishop, and told that he would not be entering the priesthood, where his time would be wasted on the early teachings of an Acolyte. “If we wanted a Cult, you would be ideal; but the church feels that you would be best used as a prosteltyzing wanderer, spreading the Word of Avandra. After a multi-day meditation, Imbo agreed, and left Feather, likely forever.

When the magic changed, and the gates appeared, he took his walkabout through Mosaî. Bouncing from one city-state to another, he worked with local militia or town guard on tactics and the like. His one concern was to erase the stigma of Hobbits as theives, spies, and cowards. Being a WarBard was not his original goal, but gave him opportunities to prosteltyze Avandra by word and deed. Many of his assignments were as a tactical/strategic liason, passing orders between larger and smaller units. It was enough to pay bills, make friends, and learn as much about the wars and politics in the area as he could. He has, through time, become an excellent strategist, tactician and leader. Troops under his command were famous for their luck, allowing Imbo to talk at length about Avandra's role in their victories, reducing his role to merely that of chief of maneuver and counterattack. He has, until recently, had no driving force behind his activities other than finding opportunity to spread the word, and support his friends and other Hobbits when possible.

He spends his time in the village 'parks' and occasional taverns (free drinks and food for stories), spinning yarns of his seemingly endless supply of Uncles and their adventures. Lately, these have centered around Sigro and Frei, who were famous for their empathy towards large cats (leaving out the tricks parts), which has led him to meet some rather interesting characters lately, and developing friendships. Along with his military income, he makes additional money as a gambler.

Hobbit, excessively well dressed (most of his income(s) goes into fitting armor, fitted but not ostentatious clothing, charming and bright, Imbo is a Cunning bard, 0trying to use cleverness and arcane skills. He carries daggers, a wand and small shield (usually equipped), wears chainmail that looks like it was cut just for him, and 0an odd two-piece horn (assembled, it would look something like a trombone with a fixed slide), whose main purpose seems to be LOUD. When asked about it, he simply shrugs and says “Signal Tower”)

And now, on reaching middle age, he wants to a little less teaching and a bit more doing. He has also decided to write a journal/novel about his life and travels. Hero-for-Hire appeals greatly, with travel, adventure and freedom. As people in trouble are saved, he discusses the blessings of Avandra. He still considers himself as a cleric of Avandra, more specifically a 'Luck Spinner', a term he coined.

No local home base, but not that interested in overly officious (no fun) or militaristic (that's what he's been doing). His greatest weakness is an almost legendary Vanity. He will always look for things that accent his natural good looks and speaking ability. When the opportunity arose for him to acquire a set of Replendant Finery, he lept at the chance. No mere theif or groundling, Imbo would always be a man of refinement, (hopefully) wealth, and a walking example that Hobbits are not just the half-man castoffs so many think.

Recently, his signal horn was slightly damaged, and he has given serious consideration to using the vuvuzela as his secondary instrument