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Khyron
Khyron Brightwood
| Name | Khyron |
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| Occupation | Farting about |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree surroundings |
| Kinship | Friends of Old |
| Outward Appearance | Standing at a little over six feet Khyron is not your typical Bree-lander and his build is equally revealing; lean and agile, yet carried by a muscular and highly fit frame. When you look at Khyron it is obvious to the naked eye that he is somewhat unorthodox and certainly not raised among the labourers and farmers of Bree. His stride and composure is full of confidence, equally so is his behaviour and speech. The accent with which he speaks is not purely one of Bree, but it would take a keen ear to notice such, he most often speaks in a educated and somewhat "posh" manner. Everything about him is always well kept, be it his own hair, clothing or weaponry. |
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Background
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| Friends | Luwyn, Emmelin, Brielle, Daeroth, Ardilaith, Valandar, Alerion, Randulfr, Araenion, Tyrgrim. |
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| Relatives | |
| Rivals/Enemies | "Jack - Avasa" And any other daft bugger who causes a ruckus. |
| Loves | His family |
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| Hates | Bandits, villainy, dishonesty, orc and cranberry jam. |
| Motivation | His family. |
| Quotes | Daft buggers.. |
