History
Blart lives with his grandfather on a pig farm in total exile. He never went to school because his grandfather told the local townspeople that Blart has a contagious disease that doesn't affect relatives, and does not know how to tie ropes as his grandfather fears being hanged by his own grandson. As Blart himself said this, the authenticity of that fact is to be doubted as he could easily have been creating an excuse not to be tying one particular rope in the book. This resulted in no one giving him a proper education. Blart is seen as stupid because of this, however although ignorant and selfish he is very good at talking his way out of difficult circumstances and is able to prolong his own life by using his initave this usually involves betraying the others for example he offered to join zoltab's army when captured. He is also knowledgeable about caring for pigs and seems to know more than his grandfather. He can have rare bursts of intellence for example in the second book he is able to think of a way to hide his companions by having Capablanca turn them int pig's so they could hide in the sty he also shows more intelligence in the third book as he is forced into a position of authority. His only friends are his grandfather's two prized pigs, Wattle and Daub. He is thought to be the chosen, as he is thought to be the first born child at the time of the novel in his family's generation. This is how he comes to be on the quest to defeat Zoltab.
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