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Fernithall
Fernithall "Fern"
| Name | Fernithall |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Bard |
| Age | Young Adult |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Fern is a very average looking Bree gentleman. A stock issue six foot man with a pretty average build. He has a light but warm brown head of hair, mostly lazily flat but also kept beneath a fancy plumed hat. His eyes are a a bright nearly chartreuse green, like the leaves of a fern, hence his namesake, with a streaked pattern emitting from the iris. His skin is peachy, but smooth. His chin is decorated with a mostly fully grown in goatee, but its uneven nature shows his youth. Most notably about Fern is the bright colors he wears. In fact one might speculate the reason he is so down on his luck is because all of his money must go to those expensive dyes! He wears a variety of said colors, mismatched at all times with the one exception of always wearing dark red boots. On him a basic looking theorbo is slung across his upper back, nearly vertical. A lute with many engravings carved on it is slung to his lower back, nearly horizontal, and a small-medium harp hands at his waist, also riddled with carvings.
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Background
Fern has up until now lived a relatively peaceful life. He was born in Bree, and lived there until his father and mother decided to take upon the idea of being traveling musicians. They would go around and play music, see the world, all that good stuff. Sadly, before they could even begin, Fernithall's mother passed away of sickness. After a brief mourning period, Fernithall and his father decided to continue their musical traveling as a tribute to his deceased mother. They firmly held the philosophy that they should not grieve forever, and took her death in surprising stride, regardless of the deep wounding it caused them.
Along their travels they nearly settled in a town on the edge of Dunland. There Fern had found a girl that he grew fond of. They fell in love for a year or two, but eventually this would also come to a tragic end. Fern's lover was mauled by a bear shortly before they could set down roots. After mourning and reversing all the progress they had made towards staying, Fern and his father said their goodbyes and set out to travel again, unsure of how else to deal with loss. Eventually, Fern's father fell sick in Testlebridge, and drew his last breath there. Fern doesn't like to talk about it much.
Fern returned to Bree with a smiling face, regardless of all that had happened. He has to be happy, for the ones he lost. He can't give up. His return fueled by not knowing where else to go. Mostly on his own, with nothing but his parents instruments and his clothes, he hopes to make a final future here, not wishing to give up altogether.
| Friends | Lissilana, Ulfey, Sewyn, Many in Bree |
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| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | None come to mind |
| Loves | Music, Alcohol, His Friends, His instruments, bright colors |
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| Hates | Not much |
| Motivation | Currently unmotivated |
| Quotes | "Aye, aye..." |
