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Cenhard
Cenhard "Cen"
| Name | Cenhard |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | He'll say he is a debt collector. |
| Age | Late twenties to early thirties. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Comb and Wattle |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Cenhard is no taller than the average Bree man. His physique is that of a man used to hardships, not very bulky or fat, but rather lean and relatively strong for his stature. His hair usually looks a little messy, but rarely unwashed, much like his general appearance. He seems to care enough to wash himself frequently, but not enough to pay too much attention to details or an overall tidy appearance. His attire appears practical and somewhat clean, with damaged parts having been patched up or mended where necessary. It fits in well with the appearance of other locals, the only thing of note being his rather well made leather boots. A scar graces the mans right cheek. His hair is usually kept rather short and he sports some sort of beard most of the time. If he is armed he usually bears a new looking sword, a relatively well made dagger or, on occasion, a basic club. His speech reveals a heavy Breeland accent and shows no sign of an education worth mentioning. It may even sound incomprehensible to travellers unfamiliar with the local dialect at times.
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Background
Older folks from Combe might remember Cenhard as the son of a local washerwoman, born as a bastard to an unknown father. He has spent time both in Combe and Bree during his childhood and teens, occasionally being taken care of by his only uncle, until his mother died due to illness and the young man disappeared from Combe for several year. Residents of Beggars Alley will recognise him as a familiar face, although he hasn't been there for almost a year now.
| Friends | He does not regard anyone that is still alive with enough favour to call them a friend. |
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| Relatives | His fathers side of the family is unknown to him. On his deceased mothers side, he only has one cousin left. They are, however, not on good terms. |
| Rivals/Enemies | No one in particular, although he will quickly take a dislike to anyone meddling in his affairs. |
| Loves | Whiskey, Coin. |
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| Hates | People who talk too much. People that feel like they have to get involved in his personal matters. His father. |
| Motivation | Coin. Surviving. |
| Quotes | "Say tha' again an' ye're in for a beatin', cunt!" |
