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Tomford
Tomford "Fordie".
| Name | Tomford |
|---|---|
| Occupation | Professional Bandit and Thief. |
| Age | Early Twenties. |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | None at the moment. |
| Kinship | Order of the Black Rose. |
| Outward Appearance |
Roguish smile,cunning eyes and an indescrivable amount of confidence is what makes Tomford stand out of the crowd.He stands at 5,9 feet tall,with an agile yet sufficiently muscled build.He looks to be in his early twenties.Always seen wearing his favourite quilted rust coloured shirt,trademark black leggings and padded,muffled black shoes,with his plumed hat always on his head,which hides well kept black hair.
Remarkable is the amount of pouches hanged on his belt,mostly containing caltrops,marbles and dust,but perhaps even some valuable tinkeries,odds and ends,jewellery and what not.On his sides you can see the well kept sword,all shiny and polished,almost brand new from the forge,along with his dagger,for funny and not-so-funny enviroments and adventures. |
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Background
Coming from Combe is the young Tomford.
He grew up as a normal little lad,
playing up with kids his age all merry and calmly.
But he did soon experience the thrill of stealing something,starting from little things,
like a wooden toy from a friend from stealing quite a decent sum in recent times of his life.
This habit of his was pronounced by his father's death,which made him lighten other's pockets
for his own and his mother's living.
Thinking about the sake of himself and his mother,he joined up with the Blackwolds,as one of the many thieves and brigands,hoping to get enough coins to scrap by.
He remained among their ranks for quite the time,but eventually they broke up,and now
he's free once again,out in the streets looking for someone to rob,his hands
always steady on the hilts of his blades should any problem occurr.
| Friends | At the moment no one is worthy of being called friend. |
|---|---|
| Relatives | He won't disclose any information about his relatives,so don't bother asking. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Those who get in between his business. |
| Loves | A good ale,a robbery,lasses,catching the chance to prove his worth with a blade. |
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| Hates | Losing his sword,being busted while stealing around,having no valuable things in his pocket. |
| Motivation | To get rich and to take his group into a position of note. |
| Quotes | Les do sum'thin' t'professional style! |
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