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Brendmor
Brendmor Fosten
| Name | Brendmor |
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| Occupation | Watcher in the Combe Town Watch |
| Age | 24 |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Combe |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance |
Before you stands a young man around the age of 22. Bordering on 6'4 his stature gives him a somewhat imposing aura about him. Having trained on the longbow since the young age of 12 he has a strong build. He does not seem like the type that most would fool heartedly attack due to his size, though as soon as he speaks people tend to be at ease around him. |
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Background
This gentlemen has a lightness to his step and a constant smile on his face. He is A man from simple beginnings living his largely simple life. Being brought up in a small house in Combe, he lived a quiet life with his family. From a boy he was taught to hunt by his father and taught that he should try to be at peace with his fellow man. Though he should never let anyone encroach on his morals.
| Friends | |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Mother: Lily Forsten, Father: Jonderan Forsten |
| Rivals/Enemies | Rivals: Sethias though has no known enemies |
| Loves | The town of Combe and those he would consider his friends |
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| Hates | None |
| Motivation | Looking after those he holds dear to him |
| Quotes | "Aye, the usual Lizzy" to Lizbeth Honeymeade of the Comb and Wattle inn |
Brendmor's Adventures
| Journal Entry 1 - The Road to Recovery | 13 years 1 month ago |
| An End to a Shift | 13 years 1 month ago |
