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Únlaf

Únlaf.
| Name | Únlaf |
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| Occupation | Moner of special gems and armourer. |
| Age | One-hundred and Fifty-three. |
| Race | Dwarf |
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| Residence | The Blue Mountains, Thorin's Halls. |
| Kinship | None. |
| Outward Appearance | The Dwarf before you is well presented, he appears to take great care of his tunic, robes and cloack - though the later as seen some hard times. His beard is well comb, displayed in a 'three-forked' fashion with the outer 'forks' pleited and bound together in a silver threaded strip if fabric. His hair is combed back and pushed behind his ears, which makes them seem large and protruding, His face is well worn and lined with many marring lines of weather, along with the edges of his deep-set eyes making him appear perhaps over middle-aged, this assumption could be helped with the grey strands of hair that force their way out from his mane and beard. This Dwarf's nose long and and narrow, the dominant feature upon his face - it's jutting bumps show you that it is mayhaps brocken? Beneathe his thick brows are the twinkling blue of his eyes, wise and caring they seem.
Unlaf he calls himself, taking from the Langfloodish tounge of the Men near is home in the Lonely Mountain. |
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Background
| Friends | Very few friends. |
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| Relatives | None that live West of the Misty Mountains. |
| Rivals/Enemies | None. |
| Loves | Gems, his beloved pipe, his kempt beard, travelling. Dwarvish lore. |
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| Hates | Many things, he appears to moan and grumble about almost everything. |
| Motivation | To return home safely. |
| Quotes | "Well, I-..." |
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