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Athanaric
Athanaric Wealdason
| Name | Athanaric |
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| Occupation | weaponsmith |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
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| 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. |
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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.
| Loves | mead, sleeping under the naked sky, ladies, the night, cherries |
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| 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 |
