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Mathfield
Mathfield Winters
| Name | Mathfield |
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| Occupation | Millitary commander for the Iron Axes. |
| Age | He is fifty, called old by some but he says he is middle aged! |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Found: Bree. Lives: Bree-Land Homesteads |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | A tall sturdy built man stands before you.....his deep eyes the color of brown, you cannot help but to notices the two large scars across his face. His hair is light-brown as well as his goatee. A smiles is usually found followed by warm words. He is usually found wearing a hood, or armour of types.
(no longer Rp'd) |
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Background
Mathfield has tried to do as much good as he can after he accadentally killed his mother and brother. His heart-broken self lead him to meet and elf, who he fancied greatly. Though she was leaving middle Earth and he knew it foolish to love an elf as well. Mathfield has been on many adeventures and has done many things, he had been home for around twenty years. With his wife Khar'el and his two children. Though his wife died and his heart searched for one to fill it. And now that he has that, he is angry with himself and afraid of disshonoring his lost very dear wife.
(no longer Rp'd )
| Friends | Layiwen,Hestral,Leyesta and her sister Aranyth. Along with many,many more |
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| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | Enemies: Eculas. Others he does not know the names of |
| Loves | His lost wife, his children, Layiwen Marwen, peace, tea |
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| Hates | Assassins, war, head-strong folk, know it alls, confusion |
| Motivation | His ambition is to help all of those who ask for help. |
| Quotes | ''Evening, could I get you a drink or a bite to eat?'' ''My Lady'' |
Mathfield's Adventures
| My son,my daughter, my endless ramble....My worry.... | 14 years 4 months ago |
| Bloody Life.... | 14 years 4 months ago |
| A trip to Tharbad | 14 years 5 months ago |
| My years are passing.... | 14 years 5 months ago |
