Joe Smith is the king of the Middle-lands, and despite his somewhat average name, is far from being an average Joe. He's fought two long, arduous wars against the Grogg Empire, won a water ballon fight against their last despot, effectively dethroning him by force of embarrassment alone (the Groggs are touted as being the best balloon fighters this side of the KrateBhig Ocean), and led a small sortie against his neighbors to the north, the Behlhopps, who were depositing their toe-nail clippings south of the border - which was having very negative effects on his rezoning plans. Needless to say, there has been a time of toe-nail-less peace and most of the population ( excluding the Ferrywhets, who, to the king's displeasure, had rather enjoyed collecting and making necklaces out of said clippings) are fit, healthy, and quite pleased with themselves. Joe has found love, worked out a great welfare plan for the impoverished, enlisted the assistance of an engineer to help him build a working banana bread mixer, and has plans for erecting a statue in his image, which will be made out of his favorite accoutrement, feathered bowler caps, and placed deep under the kingdom's main square, so as not to offend any passersby. Where glory and honor are concerned, Joe Smith could be counted among those who wanted naught, but received much.
Joanna Merrigold