Villager: Rhonda
Villager Info
ID: #151698
Name: Rhonda
Gender: Female
Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 9 years, 4 months ago
Career: Construction Worker
Owner: MizzVizz
Species: Rodent
Color: Wild Mouse
Buffs:House: House has been destroyed.
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Rhonda no longer has a house! They will be unable to work. Please replace the house or move Rhonda into a FC slot.
About
"Howdy there, stranger! Name's Rhonda. Before you ask, yes, I know the leg's fake. Built it myself, actually. That's heavy caliber Foxbury pine wood right there, and you won't find that anywhere else in Furvilla. And it took me a good bunch of man hours puttin' it together, so kindly be gentle 'round it, wouldja? Much obliged.
If your wonderin' how I sustained this little number, it'd be courtesy of that feathered garden gnome, Horace. But I don't hold no grudges. Them's the risks you take when breaking and entering. You don't have to go checking for your wallet, though; those days are long behind me.
Y'see, the owl and I have had our fair share of confrontations in the past, but that all changed when his wife came into the picture. Say anythin' you want about vultures--Vilod's a saint, and that's that. Rather than chase me out wiff her spouse, she thought a more permanent solution would be offerin' me a job here, so's that I wouldn't have a need to steal crops anymore. Mainly crafting planters to make up for the owl's lost yield, but hey, it pays! Even if he's less then graceful about the whole thing.
Though my family's afloat, I don't think I could go back to the street life even if I had to. The Hippocratic Oath says 'do no harm', and honestly, I feel plum guilty about the way I behaved in my youth. So that's how I'm livin' from now on. Anyway, that was quite the tangent! Jut know that if you need any wood contraptions made, simple or tricky, I'm the girl for the job. Hope to see you 'round again sometime soon!
If your wonderin' how I sustained this little number, it'd be courtesy of that feathered garden gnome, Horace. But I don't hold no grudges. Them's the risks you take when breaking and entering. You don't have to go checking for your wallet, though; those days are long behind me.
Y'see, the owl and I have had our fair share of confrontations in the past, but that all changed when his wife came into the picture. Say anythin' you want about vultures--Vilod's a saint, and that's that. Rather than chase me out wiff her spouse, she thought a more permanent solution would be offerin' me a job here, so's that I wouldn't have a need to steal crops anymore. Mainly crafting planters to make up for the owl's lost yield, but hey, it pays! Even if he's less then graceful about the whole thing.
Though my family's afloat, I don't think I could go back to the street life even if I had to. The Hippocratic Oath says 'do no harm', and honestly, I feel plum guilty about the way I behaved in my youth. So that's how I'm livin' from now on. Anyway, that was quite the tangent! Jut know that if you need any wood contraptions made, simple or tricky, I'm the girl for the job. Hope to see you 'round again sometime soon!
