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Remaric

Remaric 'Remy' Malvern
| Name | Remaric |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Adventurer, Thrill-Seeker and Self-Proclaimed Warrior of the Rolling Hills |
| Age | Late Tweens |
| Race | Hobbit |
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| Residence | 2 Floodside Road, Talerthy, Lyndelby |
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| Outward Appearance |
Physical Appearance: Remaric stands around three foot eight inches tall supported by a reasonably broad, muscular physique. Contrary to what is to be expected in a hobbit of the Shire, based on his appearance and general attire alone he is sure to raise a few eyebrows amongst his own people. He often, especially when travelling, wears leather garments and chainmail which have certainly seen better days. More curiously, he occasionally chooses to wear boots which, if not for his pointed ears and mature features; may easily cause confusion as to whether or not he is a hobbit at all. He has a somewhat tanned complexion, seldom found in those of Fallowhide heritage. His eyes are sky blue and hair shoulder length and blonde in colour, often tied back into a ponytail.
Distinguishing Features: Just above his right brow sits a small yet noticeable scar, which runs vertically towards his hairline. He makes no effort to hide this, however. As if he were proud by how it was obtained and eager to tell the tale.
Education: Remaric attended lessons on how to read and write, along with his cousin Tiverton in their younger years. Although not the most attentive student, he obtained a basic level of education from his Uncle, Ulwell Ashenbrook.
Languages Spoken: Westron
Preferred Choice of Weaponry: Inspired by the great Bandobras "Bullroarer" Took, he carries with him a large ashen club. When not serving as a weapon, he tends to use it as a walking stick. It too appears well-used with several dents and notches upon it. He is also quite skilled with a sword and bow when the need drives him.
Special Abilities/Skills: Remaric has been trained in arms by friends and colleagues with whom he has ventured with in the past. As aforementioned he is a capable swordsman and considered quite dangerous with a club.
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Background
In the year TA 2747, Bandobras Took led the charge against the Goblins of Mount Gram upon the Greenfields north of the Shire. Little did the hobbits know at the time just how important their deeds would become, passed down through generations and immortalised in statues and memorials throughout the land. There are some who would look back at history and shake their heads in disapproval at the event, for it was in their mind deemed very improper for a hobbit to take up arms and engage in battle. Yet, there were those who were inspired by Bullroarer's bravery, and aspired to follow in his footsteps.
Remaric Malvern was one such hobbit. When he was first told the tale in a lecture led by his uncle, Ulwell Ashenbrook; he became fascinated on the subject. He often travelled to the Greenfields and would reenact the battle, fighting against invisible foes and knocking stones through the air; visualizing them as goblin heads. As an inquisitive hobbit by nature, he encouraged Ulwell to tell more tales of hobbit bravery, but was disappointed to hear that there were no further battles in the Shire since that day. It was at that point that he took it upon himself to change that fact, and make a name for himself as a warrior of renown. This was, in his family's eyes, a passing phase which they hoped he would grow out of. Unfortunately for them however, he never did.
Estranged by his immediate family and relatives, Remaric frequently ventured out of the Shire in his tweens for lengthy periods of time. Rumour spread of the company he kept, tall folk from distant lands who had no business leading a hobbit of fine upbringing astray. He would return occasionally to his home in the Southfarthing, clad in hard leathers and armour-like garments either gifted to him or purchased from his travels. Very few would speak to him, let alone visit. Remaric however cared very little, for he was too caught up in his own ambition and dream to become more than what was expected of him.
In the present day, Remaric is often on the road seeking out adventure at every turn. He has obtained a great deal of experience from his travels, however could be described as brash and over-confident as a result. This is no doubt due to his need to prove himself, for he ever fears that he will be looked down upon due to his size and stature. Though he may be making a name for himself for the wrong reasons in the Shire, he continues to gain allies beyond its borders through his various, often dangerous, deeds.
| Friends | Tiverton, Fangion, Faeleth, Araphant, Deolyn, Narvi and the company of The Black Steel. |
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| Relatives | Tiverton Ashenbrook (Cousin) Ulwell Ashenbrook (Uncle) |
| Rivals/Enemies | Most goblins that dwell near The Shire. |
| Loves | He enjoys exploring and long excursions throughout Middle-Earth, often taking risks and forging stories of his own. He does not shy away from a fight, however does not actively go looking for trouble. |
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| Hates | Remaric is a known enemy to goblin kind whom he has harassed for many years. He also dislikes wolves, brigands and surprisingly goats, having been attacked by one as a young lad. |
| Motivation | To become a living legend, as did the hobbits of old. |
| Quotes | "Half a hero is better than none..." |
Remaric's Adventures
| A Serviceable Weapon | 5 years 3 weeks ago |
| Dealings in Dwaling | 5 years 10 months ago |

