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Aegwin
"Gwin" Aegwin
| Name | Aegwin |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Recorder of Stories, Vagabond |
| Age | Mid-thirties? It's hard to tell. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wanderer |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | This one is tall and hale, and she makes no attempts at feminine flourishes beyond her tightly coiled brown hair, pinned back with a wooden comb. She wears a long servicable coat with an oiled leather coif about her shoulders: ready for any weather. Gwin carries a walking-stick. She smells of garlic, herbs, wet wool and rain. In her bag are mostly books, and they're mostly written in her own hand. |
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Background
Gwin has spent years caring for her aged aunt, acting as her eyes and hands as the old woman was without her sight. She'd grown used to not really thinking of herself, and putting her dreams aside to cope with the business of survival.
Now, with her duty finally filled and without an aunt, Gwin is at liberty to pursue a path of her own choosing. As she chases personal accounts of the feats of her tribe, a bride to history, she finds herself out in the open and drawn into an adventure of her own.
| Loves | A good story, or a good history. |
|---|---|
| Hates | Walking with folk who tread heavily on the mould. |
| Motivation | to keep memory alive. |
| Quotes |
Aegwin's Adventures
| Ends are Foreign to my Folk | 11 years 8 months ago |
| How quickly the fire turns wood to ash! | 11 years 9 months ago |
