Fredo Veider

Fredo Veider...the bellhop/concierge at his mother, Rosia's, bed and breakfast in the small town of Hardegg, Austria. Fredo, 33, and his mother were part of a start-up community in Hardegg that re-inhabited the community after an influenza epidemic spread through leaving in its wake a ghost town of empty buildings as every citizen died within a year's time. The epidemic was allegedly started by Sven, the village butcher, when he started adding ground rat (to cut down on the rising cost of swine in the area) to his award winning bratwurst.

Fredo has come to be known as a strong communist force in the area, but completely by accident. Due to his slurred speech impediment that he has had since a freak childhood emu riding accident, he has trouble pronouncing his mother's name, which ends up sounding like "Russia" instead of "Rosia", thus he's always sure to raise eyebrows, as he introduces himself as "Fredo, the first son of Mother Ruusssia".

Communist sympathizers always come in and and give him winks and buy him drinks as if he knows something that they don't...a silent leader of sorts...in reality, Fredo is about as Red as a green apple. One day Fredo's mother didn't come down to cook breakfast at the usual 6:30am, and when Fredo went to wake her, he found her dead on her bed bludgeoned 37 times with a 2 foot long salami. All that was left behind from the perpetrator was a menu from Lord's Rendezvous. Fredo made it his goal to avenge the death of his mother's killer, he was on his way to Lord's to investigate.

In actuality it was Sven, the lone influenza perpetrator, who bludgeoned Fredo's mother to death with the famed 2 foot salami. Knowing that Fredo would leave Hardegg to avenge his mother, Sven planned to wipe out the town once again with his flu epidemic to erase all local record of Fredo in order to use him to full advantage for "the cause".

Using Fredo's Red contacts he has made throughout the years will provide a great foundation to create Fredo into an icon for the new world, a Soviet Jesus of sorts that will walk the land fertile with thoughts and propaganda from "the cause", and will gather people in his wake to give him authority and further spread the teachings by keeping record of his achievements and returning to Lord's at intervals to tell the tales of his journeys, the people he has met, and the support he has drawn. He will become a pawn for Das Poop, a loud speaker on legs...the first son of Mother Russia...