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Athanaric

Athanaric Wealdason

Name Athanaric
Occupation
weaponsmith
Age
Young
Race
Man
Residence
Bree/Combe
Kinship
none
Outward Appearance

Athanaric is a man in his late-twenties. He is of average height, but his broad back and large shoulders make him look beefy. He has a massive beard and a long dark blonde hair, cut in the fashion of the men from the Riddermark.

He can be seen scratching his beard often. He has no grace in his movements, his steps are everything but stealthy but he walks around with determination.

Brawls and using the hammer and anvil while drunk provided him with a few visible scars, one horizontal above left eyebrow and another reddish scar on his neck.

When he's working the forge, Athanaric wears a pair of leggings and a shabby tunic. Both of them are in bad shape, burned here and there and full of dust.

Sometimes, very rarely and at important events, Athanaric wears an old, but well preserved, finely stitched violet robe.
 
Athanaric wears no jewels, except for an odd bracelet made of rope on his left hand wrist.

Background

Athanaric Wealdason (son of Wealda, in the old language of the Riddermark) is a man in his late twenties. Born on a small farm near the village of Combe, in the family of a blacksmith, Athanaric spent most of his life helping his father manning the forges. His father, Wealda son of Herumer, came to Bree some 30 years ago from the lands of the Horselords. His son bears the looks of the riders of the Mark: he's a large man, with blonde long hair and beard.

Friends
none
Relatives
Father: Wealda. Brother: Fritigern
Rivals/Enemies
none
Loves
mead, sleeping under the naked sky, ladies, the night, cherries
Hates
orc-kind, milk, noise, drunk females, to be touched, pushed around, asked to prove his skills
Motivation
Making his Weapons Shoppe in Bree profitable.
Quotes
A thousand anvils!

Athanaric's Adventures

Brigands at the gates (I) 14 years 9 months ago
To Combe and back again 14 years 10 months ago
Letter to my father, Wealda son of Herumer, in Combe 14 years 10 months ago
Athanaric's Adventures

Athanaric's Gallery

Athanaric's Gallery