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Brenten
Brenten Fenn
| Name | Brenten |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Leader of a larger group of Tomb Robbers, most of which remain further north. Usually, however, he is not that precise when speaking to more respectable people, or most people, really. |
| Age | Middle aged |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wherever he sets up camp. Currently camping out in the wild west of Bree with a few of his men. |
| Kinship | None. |
| Outward Appearance | Brenten stands at exactly six feet (1,83 m), with a rather muscular build. He is a scruffy looking man with a rough appearance resembling the hardy lifestyle that he is accostumed to. His hair is relatively short, but still manages to look as unkempt as the thick stubble of a beard in his face. The clothes covering him are always practical, ranging from somewhat orderly looking ones for the conduction of business in towns to light chainmail or leather armour for whatever else he is up to in the wilds.
Some sort of weapon is usually on him. Those in his possession include an one handed battle axe of sturdy make and a somewhat remarkable, Arnorian ceremonial dagger that has been sharpened for more practical purposes. |
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Background
Not much is known about the younger years of Brenten, or how he became a Tomb Robber in the first place, mostly due to his unwillingness to share his accounts with strangers. Most of the time the only piece of information one could get out of him about the matter is that he grew up somewhere in or around Bree-Land, but not within any of the four villages.
Initially, he only led a small group of Tomb Robbers in Bree-Land, being the one of their group with the most knowledge of the land and some form of wit. Through sheer success and somewhat capable leadership, he managed to assemble a decent amount of men under his lead as they travelled further north, attracting more outcasts and other men who were down on their luck and had a longing for treasures. Among them he stands out as one with unusual charisma and business sense, allowing him to make dealings with orderly townsfolk to their benefit, one of the reasons he has managed to retain his leadership. Though it is by all means questionable if he will be able to continue to do so once they fall upon hard times ..
| Friends | A few among his men. There are also some acquaintances from his visits in town that he has taken a liking to, particularly those willing to buy him a drink. |
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| Relatives | None alive or known of. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Rangers. People who disrupt the business of him and his men. |
| Loves | Good drink. The sound of music after having spent many months away from civilization. |
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| Hates | Unreasonable people. |
| Motivation | He never really speaks out on this matter, but coin would be the most apparent motivation if one were to guess. |
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Brenten's Adventures
| War in the North: Prologue: Tomb-Raiders | 11 years 1 week ago |
