Lord Strawberry is mad as a bag of cats and twice as twitchy. He is from the old-school of Knightery, where chivalry and honour are held in the highest regard. A gentleman and a noble, he has some rather old fashioned views of how things are and this causes friction where ever he goes. If a damsel is in distress he swoops in to save her, before carting her off to his crummy old apartment where she has to remain until he gets called off on another quest. He is made out of old bits and pieces of cloth and stuffed with straw, having been brought to life by a trainee wizard. No one knows where he got the idea that he is of noble lineage or why he rides a Moogong into battle, but nether do they have the heart to tell him otherwise.