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Dagfar

Dagfar
| Name | Dagfar |
|---|---|
| Status | Dormant |
| Occupation | Metalsmith |
| Age | Late twenties |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Bree |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Fairly typical "strawhead": long blond hair and green eyes, ruggedly handsome with a well trimmed mustache and goatee. Overall, his appereance is more neat than the average Rohirrim. |
|---|
Background
Son of Eliswith and Wulfgaerd, with a fairly large amount of step-siblings around, Dagfar is born in Snowbourn, Sutcrofts, twenty-eight years ago.
Like any other horse-lord he's trained in combat, but he doesn't nurture passion for battle and war in general; his dream is to live a quiet, whealthy life with a not-too-smart wife and a bunch of children, useful to keep his better half busy while he goes around on his businesses.
This didn't work well with his last fiancée, Melowen; the girl was too stubborn and restive to be a good match, and Dagfar drew a sigh of relief when she eventually dumped him and rode away.
Good metalsmith, he's one of those appointed to forge armour for the soldiers going at the Ford of the Isen with Theodred, son of Theoden King. After the result of the battle became known, however, people went to look for him in Snowbourn... to no avail.
Dagfar is nowhere to be found, at least in he Mark. He is instead very much there to be found in Bree some time later, althought very very few back in Snowbourn might know something of what happened.
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|---|---|
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| Loves | Women, good ale and pipeweed |
|---|---|
| Hates | Work |
| Motivation | Stay away from troubles. |
| Quotes | "It will be ready on monday. Honest." |
Dagfar's Adventures
| Snowbourn: Dirty and crumpled letter. | 12 years 3 months ago |
| Snowbourn: Official letter | 12 years 3 months ago |
