Villager: Microchip
Villager Info
ID: #52804
Name: Microchip
Gender: Male
Location: Dragonsmaw Manor
Born 9 years, 7 months ago
Career: Explorer
Owner: packofdax
Species: Mustelid
Color: Least Weasel
Buffs:House: FurCoin House
Career (View All)
Microchip has fallen ill with Blood Obsession. Number of explorations per hour is halved. This illness can be cured with Plasma Drink.
About
Name: Microchip
Position: Owner of the Nemmonis Tavern
Personality: Microchip is commonly described as a rather complacent and calm person, or perhaps even a peacekeeper. Preferring to avoid conflict and favoring making friends rather than enemies, he excels in keeping situations calm and other creatures happy. Despite his calm demeanor, he has a hard time truly expressing his love and caring for others he knows, which can put him into situations where his skills come into use.
With the Nemmonis: Not long ago, he bought a small lot of land in a drunken fit of courage and need for change and stupidity, as he was sick of not having a place to call his own. At first, he regretted such a thing, but came to realize that it was a gift and he should not waste it. With that in mind, he set out to build a Tavern from scratch, hoping it would provide a nice place for those he knew to get together and enjoy life in a safe and calming environment. Currently, he does just about everything in the Tavern. From waiting on tables to management, he has to be versatile if he wants to get anything done.
Significant Other: None (however, he’s got a cruuuush~~)
Position: Owner of the Nemmonis Tavern
Personality: Microchip is commonly described as a rather complacent and calm person, or perhaps even a peacekeeper. Preferring to avoid conflict and favoring making friends rather than enemies, he excels in keeping situations calm and other creatures happy. Despite his calm demeanor, he has a hard time truly expressing his love and caring for others he knows, which can put him into situations where his skills come into use.
With the Nemmonis: Not long ago, he bought a small lot of land in a drunken fit of courage and need for change and stupidity, as he was sick of not having a place to call his own. At first, he regretted such a thing, but came to realize that it was a gift and he should not waste it. With that in mind, he set out to build a Tavern from scratch, hoping it would provide a nice place for those he knew to get together and enjoy life in a safe and calming environment. Currently, he does just about everything in the Tavern. From waiting on tables to management, he has to be versatile if he wants to get anything done.
Significant Other: None (however, he’s got a cruuuush~~)
