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Corynel
Captain Crow, Cory
| Name | Corynel |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Smuggler, Bard and Captain |
| Age | Middle aged |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wanderer, but he's setting up in Bree for a bit. |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Height: He stands Just under 6' Build: He is broad and muscular, body hardened from years of hard labor working on the docks and ships. Eye Colour: His eyes are a keen, hard and sometimes cold sea blue. Hair Length/Colour: His hair is a very dark brown, almost black. It is grown just past his shoulder and is often tied back into a loose, messy ponytail. Distinguishing Marks, etc: He has a skull tattooed over his chest above his heart, surrounded by a tribal design that spans across his chest and around his upper arms. He has a scar across his face from a pirate's cutlass. Appearance: Cory is a tall and broad man, hailing from Gondor. He keeps his dark hair tied back into a loose, carefree ponytail. His skin is tanned dark from years spent out in the sun. His face is weathered from the elements, wrinkled slightly too with age. His hard, sea blue eyes regard you with a keen intelligence, suggesting the man is a lot smarter than he seems at first. Quirks/Eccentricities: He more than usually wears a large black hat, with four crow's feathers stuck into the hatband. A smile rarely reaches his eyes. He has a tendency to play with his hair a lot, often retying it. He always wears his shirt/vest/jacket half open to reveal his chest and tattoos. Education: There's not much for education in the docks and slums of Dol Amroth, yet he is much, MUCH smarter than a man raised there should be. Language: Westron, Sindarin, Haradric and he knows other languages.... He can understand what is being said by facial expressions and body languages yet can't converse. Weapons (If Any): He always carries at least a dagger on him... A rather simple one at that... Occasionally he'll carry a cutlass or similar small sword meant for being on a ship. |
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Background
((WIP))
| Friends | Not many... Though Timofej he considers a close friend |
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| Relatives | He has a bastard daughter, Abbeth... But there may be some he does not know about. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Those who intend to take coin from him or deprive him of a deal. |
| Loves | Drinking, coin, spending coin, people that are easy to manipulate. Freedom and the sea. Music and singing. |
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| Hates | Loosing coin or a deal, stupid people. Feelings and love. |
| Motivation | To gain more coin |
| Quotes | "Twas a pleasure doing business with you, m'dear!", "Oi, shut it, love-muffin." |
