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Charliie
Charlie, or Charlie Goldstem
| Name | Charliie |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Highwayman, thief, brigand, bandit, and all around criminal |
| Age | Young adult |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree-Town, camp in the Lone-Lands |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | He stands at a tad over average height, for a Bree-Lander, sporting a light-brown goatee, and short cropped hair of the same color. His skin is tanned for a Bree-Man, telling all who see him that he has spent most of his days outside. He sports only one scar, that folk can see, a long one over his mouth. He speaks in a deeper, slower voice, as well as wearing unassuming clothes, mostly an assortment of brown tunics, and the like. He will almost always be seen with a girl at his side, about the same age, with about the same color of hair. Current things: His right arm is bandaged, and in a sling, obviously broken. |
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Background
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| Loves | Cyrra, though he wouldn't admit it in front of anyone |
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| Hates | Being alone |
| Motivation | Money. Money. And more money. |
| Quotes | "And who the hell are you to tell me what to do?" "Yeah yeah, I love you too, now count the money!" |
