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Trevadir

Trevadir Etya

Name Trevadir
Status
Active
Occupation
He offers his skills as a guide for those who need to make journeys, no matter how long or short they may be.
Age
It is hard to put a year to his face, though he is not old, nor very young.
Race
Man
Residence
When he is not guiding people around, he takes residence in a cabin besides the Abandoned Graveyard just North of Bree.
Kinship
He has none.
Outward Appearance

This man is certainly suited to the outdoor life. His hair is shaggy and reaches to his back and across his strong jaw is a beard that only sees a neaten up on his rare visits to towns. On the right side of his face is a couple of scars, made from something sharp though it is hard to tell whether it was a weapon or an animal. His shoulders are broad and his arms are strong, and despite his height of 6'3" he has managed to retain a muscular athletic figure from long days of wandering.

 

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His eyes are a dark grey and often hold a grim look, however there is often a smile on his lips from the simple pleasures of life that one takes for granted, such as a burning hearth, a warm meal and a warm cloak. His garb is not much to look at, consisting of rusty brown colours. A shoulder wrap, once green but now worn, is usually around his neck and the hood from it generally rests back on his pack. At his belt he carries two swords, though he is only proficient in fighting with one at a time - though it is always useful to have a spare.

Background

One of a few notes scribbled and posted around town. 

 


Do you seek a guide and guardian for a journey? Be it as small as Bree to Staddle, or as long as the Shire to the Lonely Mountain in the East, seek out a man named Etya who lives in the cabin in the Old Abandoned Graveyard. Highly rated at a low price.

 

Friends
He holds very little people close enough to be friends.
Relatives
There are a few around, though he sees little of them.
Rivals/Enemies
Things that plague the roads.
Loves
Travelling the roads and the wilds, a pouch of the finest pipeweed usually supplied by Barliman Butterbur on his rare visits to the Inn, alongside a pint of Barliman's Best.
Hates
Not much that he can name, other than solitude.
Motivation
To offer his services as a guide to as many as he can, hand in hand with seeing the world.
Quotes
"Go to the Old Abandoned Graveyard if you are looking for a guide, a very good one at that." - A local of Bree Town who is in contact with Trevadir.

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