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Aeodyrth
Aeodryth
| Name | Aeodyrth |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Horse-Breeder, Horse-Trainer, Horse-Seller |
| Age | Barely starting young adulthood. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Anywhere really, but they have a room at the Prancing Pony. |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | At first is always mistaken for a young adult male
Tall, reaching almost six foot, lanky and thin like a growing lad. Little chest and buttocks. Lanky arms and thin fingers. Strong legs.
Young, Kissed by the sun, speckled face, small - button nose, dew colored eyes. Thick eyelashes, skeptical eyes, soft cheekbones. Thin smile, plumped lips, white teeth, husky voice, kind persona.
Pixie hair, strawberry blonde, one pierced ear, silver ring.
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Background
Aeo is a gender-neutral character - They identify as male at first sight, though they do have the body of a woman once nude. But, you'll never see them nude.
Born to a kind woman and an even kinder man, Aeo grew up in the Surcrofts of Rohan as a the only child to a Horse-Breeder, Horse-Trader, and Horse-Seller. They grew quickly, reaching six foot at around fourteen winters, and continued to get thin and lanky. They always left home to trade horses, but always returned with even more coin for their stables and family.
Recently rode to Bree with a small caravan to give their recent number of Bree buyers their trained and aged mares and stallions before buying a room at that old Prancing Pony Inn.
| Friends | Their new friend, Aellai and their horses. |
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| Relatives | Mother and Father |
| Rivals/Enemies | None at this moment. |
| Loves | Horses - Foals especially - Starry nights, clear nights, rainy nights, a good hug, a firm handshake, and bright smiles. |
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| Hates | Angry beings, arrogant beings, dirty beings, and being stereotyped. |
| Motivation | To send one of their horses to a King, Queen, Lord, or Lady. Maybe even find a certain someone to love them for who they are. |
| Quotes | "You sure about this?" "And here I thought . . ." |
