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Villager: Aaron Burr sir

"Aaron Burr, sir" | he/him | age Unknown |

-blacksmith -explorer -

You've been enjoying your time in the Motheaten diner., but your meal is finished and you don't want to overstay your welcome.
You decide to go outside the shop for some air, and the bell rings sweetly as you leave.
"Talk less. Smile more" you could've sworn you heard a voice just then.
" Hello?" you speak into the darkness, hoping the voice came from the small lean-to ahead of you and not from thin air.
"we have resorted to eating our horses
Local merchants deny us equipment, assistance
They only take British money, so sing a song of sixpence."
a green bear appears from the shed, wearing a blacksmith's apron. he smiles, and hands you a sword made from a dragon's tail.
"There’s only one way for us to win this
Provoke outrage, outright" he nods, before going back into the shed. you peer your head in there, but he seems to be very busy. " th..thanks?" you decide to just accept the sword and move on.

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No one knows exactly where this bear comes from, or if he is indeed a bear at all. He seemed to appear one day from a suspicious tin of toxic waste left outside Fleur 's cafe.
Being a kindly soul, Fleur took him in and he happily works out the back of her shop, in a shed that he turned into a forge.
He seems friendly enough, though just don't get too close since he seems to be covered in some form of green slime, and parts of his face have a habit of disappearing.

It has also been noted that Aaron Burr sir is not his real name. His real one is impossible to pronounce,