Puddleglum the Marshwiggle

[puddleglum]

P.u.d.d.l.e.g.l.u.m.
[Unknown]
Status: Canon

The Basics...

Name: Puddleglum.

Age: Unknown, since Marshwiggles don't seem to have a defined age.

Gender: Male.

Race: Marshwiggle.

Occupation: No official Narnian occupation, but he is useful.


The Look...

Clothing Style:
Puddleglum's clothing often looks like it hasn't been washed in a VERY long time - this means he looks like what could be considered as a hobo. Dirty and often in shades of darker greens and browns, his clothes are very earthy in nature. On top of his head, PG often wears a thatched straw (or reed) hat.

Overall Appearance:
PG looks human or slightly human at that. His green/pale skin makes him look like he was dunked in slimy water when in fact his hands and feet are webbed, giving him the look of a duck or frog. His messy and untidy brown (with a little green) hair often has leaves and muck in it.

Markings: Puddleglum doesn't really have any markings aside from that the faint green marks on his face are evident since that is a part of his appearance.

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The Personality...

Personality:
It should be noted first and foremost that marshwiggles can tend to have a pessimistic, even depressing view on life, but that doesn't mean that they have loyalties to the good side. As for Puddleglum, he fits the personality of his people, but he also is a fierce individual who will protect his friends if need be. Out of many marshwiggles, PG seems to often be the one who wants silence and values it. Of course, when invaders and whatnot have come through the marshlands, he gets rather irate about it. He was fortunate to even survive the attacks by Miraz. Overall, PG is a loyalist to Narnia and her freedom from evil.

Strengths:
+ Very knowledgeable in lands of Narnia
+ Skilled in archery and swordsmanship.
+ Can be understanding.
+ Loyalist to the good and greater causes for Narnia.

Weaknesses:
- Prone to accidents/danger.
- Pessimistic/depressing attitude can dampen company at times.
- Tobacco. ^^;;
- Unable to formulate a proper compliment, but is able to be understood as such.

Likes:
+ Tobacco
+ Mudfish/Eels
+ Alcohol beverages and yes, tea.
+ Aslan. Respects the fellow.


Dislikes:
- Invaders that have often come through the marshes.
- Obnoxiously loud and annoying individuals.
- When his tobacco/drink gets wet.
- Evil creatures that support evil.


The Past...

History:
Since the creation and the rule of King Frank/Queen Helen, marshwiggles have inhabited the realm of Narnia. Of course, they were there when Aslan created the world, but shortly after, they would not be heard from again for quite some time. It is true that they were perceived as some of the most depressing creatures that any had ever met, but Aslan trusted them to keep the marshlands safe for him and so they would. When the time came of the Pevensie childrens' reign, PG was likely born by then. Raised at first by probably his mother or a local marshwiggle, he grew up knowing that Aslan was good and if anyone was against Aslan, they were enemies of the lion. The years came by and soon with it, the years of darkness returned as Miraz's forces pillaged through the Narnian lands. Miraz's military did kill many of the marshwiggles who either fought against him, refusing to leave or were too weak to leave. Luckily, PG was hidden by many of the elders.

When they left, the marshlands were rebuilt by the survivors which were not in great number. Many of the marshwiggles believed Aslan had betrayed them, left them to die, but PG refused their thoughts. He knew it would get better, much better. Eventually, all was rebuilt or what could be of the wigwam material that they did have and with PG's slight optimism he did have inside himself, the marshwiggles swayed away from their beliefs on Aslan. They knew it would get better and indeed it did as the Pevensie children returned once more and were hoping to defeat Miraz.

((WHEN THE TIME COMES: A new king came and PG learned of his name: Caspian the Tenth. Caspian believed in Aslan, so PG now waits, sitting in the marshlands, hoping to be recognized soon. If not that, he's satisified in knowing a good king is on the throne.))


Family: None known.

Other: I'm a respectobiggle? *hiccup*

Final Outcome: -Staff Edit-