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Toddir
Toddir Fairfield
| Name | Toddir |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Scout of the Bree Watch |
| Age | Late twenties |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree-town |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Toddir is remarkably tall for a Bree-lander at roughly 6ft, giving his figure a lean and stretched appearance compared to his fellows, set further apart by his long face and slightly gaunt cheeks, framed by long, dark brown hair which appears obsessively maintained and arranged just so. The hint of a faded scar might be glimpsed on his left cheekbone, crawling up over his eyebrow, where the fringe of his hair makes an admirable attempt at masking it from view. |
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Background
Toddir Fairfield was officially employed by the Bree Watch and given the unconventional role of scout, since then he only seen by his colleagues intermittently, appearing every few weeks to submit reports or accept new assignments in his continuing task of spying for the movements of known criminals and searching for persons reported missing on the roads of Bree.
Without family or many significant friends in town, little is known about the stray Fairfield, even among his own colleagues he is rarely seen or discussed. The discreet circumstances of his employment and his curious familiarity with the Breeish wilds has made Toddir subject to the occasional rumours of his origins, but his lack of uniform and infrequent sightings makes his presence on the roster easy to forget.
In recent times he travels a steady circuit around the four villages, their connected roads, and the wilderness around them, always leading him back to Bree-town.
| Friends | Toddir keeps a small list of folk close to his heart. |
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| Relatives | Toddir speaks little of his family. The Fairfields may be known to some as one of the families based on the outlying farmsteads between Bree-town and Trestlebridge. The one closest to kin now is his wife, Lorayne Bittercress. |
| Rivals/Enemies | He prefers to leave them in the past where they belong. |
| Loves | |
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| Hates | Criminals, but still more; vigilantes, and those who consider themselves above the law. He has short patience for those who boast of bloodshed, make light of killing, or call violence a means to an end. Most of all, Toddir despises lies and deceit. |
| Motivation | Making the most of the time he has. |
| Quotes | "What if the poor sheep knew it's only a matter of time before the farmer would make mutton chops out of him? But the pasture is still where he belongs." |
