Good morrow. My name is Thrumpton Papplewick and I herald from Upton Snodsbury, UK. My father, Snufflepump Jinglingpurse, Earl of Snodsbury, has afforded me the finest Great British education in Belgravia London, with the hopes I will one day fulfill my families legacy as leading knight of the realm. My mother, late wife of Mudford Sock, detests the idea. She would rather I take my place as Lord of Snodsbury, bury my face into thick leather-bound books, and hunt game. I must admit, the thought tickles my fancy, in particular due to my love of late 18th century philosopher Jean-Jacques Rousseau, yet I believe I am made for something bigger. To raid the chambers of Edron demons for my great Grandmother's lost orb. I would be lying if I said I didn't want to see into the future with it and view my young son, Viscount Eugene Hugglesflute, running around the estate and through the halls of Snodsbury. Careful not to knock over my amphoras!
