There was once a character named Adon, then i deleted him, now he's NONE.

NONE enjoys doing NONE of the things you like to do, he lives NOWHERE, and since he seemingly isn't to be found in the grand archives here either, he might not even exist! His nonexistent mother never let him do much as a child, and frankly she didn't even care to feed him. He never grew up, but if he would've he would probably not have learned any sort of profession, he'd probably not even care to stand up most of the time.

One day as he was lying down in a ditch next to the road leading in through Bree's western gate, a hawk landed right in his face, and he didn't care to even blink, it bit his nose and yet he didn't flinch. Luckily the Bree-folk was kind enough to occasionally go out and chase away vultures that'd otherwise eat the poor thing, but on the other hand did they not care enough to drag him inside either.

A brief reminder; This is just theoretically, if this nobody would be a somebody, wich he isn't, the person is almost not even made-up properly.

Anyway, NONE kept lying there in the ditch, and sometimes when it rained the flood-water carried him a few metres, but eventually he got stuck in the vegetation under the Bridge outside of Bree and caught some drifting sand, wich burried him, Now NONE is burried there under the bridge because of self-neglect, possibly still ignoring life, and should you ever go and try dig around there, you'd find NONE.