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Marigyld
Marigyld "Gyldie" Cloverton
| Name | Marigyld |
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| Occupation | Woodworker, Huntress, Traveler, Seeker of Wonders (and scrumptious eatin's), Dreamer of Visions.... |
| Age | Mildly aged like fine cheese |
| Race | Hobbit |
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| Residence | Mainly roaming the lands, if not mingling within Michel Delving or taking a short break from travels in the Bree Homesteads |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance | Marigyld is a stout little hobbit girl, standing no taller than 4.5 ft., usually wearing a feathered hat on top of her dark blond hair, which tends to unruly peek out from the sides of the rim. Her cheeks rosy and her tint in a healthy hue, it appears that she truly is a nature's child. Clad mostly in garments fit for huntings in various shades of green, she is hardly seen wearing a dress. Only on special occasions can she be spotted in a fine array of fabrics...may it be silken or velvety. Her most treasured belongings are her wedding band and a delicate silver necklace given to her by Sebho. |
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Background
| Friends | Kind and cheery folks of all races, honest, dependable and true. Friends of good foods, pipe stuffin's and fine drinkerys |
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| Relatives | Husband: Sebho Cloverton Love of her life... her universe... her all and everything... |
| Rivals/Enemies | Not to her knowledge |
| Loves | Her endeared Husband, Nature, The Shire, a walk through a meadow which slowly is waking to a brandnew day... |
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| Hates | Dishonesty, Lies, Deceit, Vanity, Buttermilk... |
| Motivation | To see as much as possible of this world. To travel far and beyond. ...and to be able to taste the ultimate cheesecake... rumoured to be made by a still unknown to her hobbit, baked only every 10 years on one special day... |
| Quotes | Am I going the right direction...? W-where are you, my love... |
