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Sweartfax

Sweartfax
| Name | Sweartfax |
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| Status | Dormant |
| Occupation | He often says he's a scout |
| Age | In his thirties but looks older |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Traveller |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Despite his size and the variety of weapons he carries with him, that clearly classify him as a warrior- type this man appears pensive, reserved and collected. His watery gleaming eyes carry a somber gaze under thick dark eyebrows. The corners of his lips seem to be twisted often into some sort of a sneer, a result of his weariness maybe. At the right side of his neck and up his jaw line there is a big mark from a burn. His hair is long and unkempt, and a few braids hang from either side of his head. There's a thick smell of pipe weed around him, he's a lover of the leaf no doubt. His accent is definitely foreign and he often has to think before finding the right word in Westron. |
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Background
Work in progress
| Friends | None in Bree |
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| Relatives | None in Bree |
| Rivals/Enemies | None known |
| Loves | Sweet Galenas, his pipe, smoking |
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| Hates | Blabbering women |
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