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Penimir
Penimir
| Name | Penimir |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Ranger of the North |
| Age | Middle Aged |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wanders |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Penimir stands tall at 6"3. He takes long strides as he walks, appearing charming to some and suspicious to others. His clothing is consisted of a long grey cloak that rests on his shoulders and runs down his back. He is clad in dark brown robe and two large black boots that have hints of mud and grass laced within them. A hood is typically found upon his head but if you happen to find him without one, his dark hair would sit still on his shoulders. A slightly unkempt beard would lay around his mouth and shake when he speaks. His grey eyes are always watching his surroundings. A single scar runs down his right eye, bright as day. |
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Background
A mystery surrounds this man's history. Those very few who have spotted him in Bree would claim that he doesn't belong. "Had enough of them strange folks for one day!" a Bree-lander once said. You'll be lucky if you happen to hear his side of the tale.
| Friends | |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | The ones who threaten the innocent. |
| Loves | Peace, the woodlands on a dark night, solitude |
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| Hates | Towns, goblins, Orcs |
| Motivation | To protect the free people of Middle Earth. |
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