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Wincer
Wincer Cutleaf
| Name | Wincer |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Hunter and Woodsman |
| Age | Mid-twenties |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree-land |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Wincer looks like a right average fellow; normal height for a man of Bree, short brown hair, brownish-green eyes, and white skin (with a slight tan from his time spent in the sun). He almost always wears his hunting gear, including his trusty bow (that he made himself) and two hunting knives. He dislikes wearing a hood, but it's not out of the question as sometimes the Bree air can get rather chilly. Greens, yellows, and browns seem to be the color palette that he is most comfortable wearing. |
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Background
Wincer Cutleaf was born in Combe, and lived there with his parents and sister until he was fifteen years old. At that point, his father arranged an apprenticeship for Wincer in Bree, and while woodworking was all well and good, it didn't excite Wincer quite like his father wanted. So when he was old enough, he quit the apprenticeship and went off to live life as a woodsman and a hunter, which he always loved the most.
Ever since he was little, Wincer was always an excellent shot with a bow, and he idolized the hunting profession. It was always his dream to become a hunter, and that didn't change when he actually became one; despite the occasionally dower conditions and difficult circumstances that the job entails.
| Friends | |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Ellie Cutleaf (sister) |
| Rivals/Enemies | None, although he's none too fond of brigands and ruffians |
| Loves | Hunting, the outdoors, adventure, telling people about his adventures |
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| Hates | Crowds, cities, criminals |
| Motivation | To live life to its fullest, above the bounds of modern life |
| Quotes | "I usually find that, despite there being a great many people out there, I'm usually my own best company." |
Wincer's Adventures
| Entry 19: A Departure | 7 years 1 week ago |
| Entry 18: Dogs on the Barrow-downs | 7 years 9 months ago |
| Entry 17: A Tale Worth Telling | 7 years 11 months ago |
| Entry 16: Subtle Indications | 8 years 1 month ago |
| Entry 15: On Reading and Writing | 8 years 2 months ago |
