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Aallan
Alan 'Scarlet' Sedleaf
| Name | Aallan |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Adventurer, Appraiser, Treasure Hunter, Tailor |
| Age | Appears to be somewhere between 20 and 30 |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wandering |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | If you catch him in your sights, you will likely find him in a red tunic/shirt and pants, with leather armor and leather boots.
He is commonly appearing to have a confident/smug look on his face and sometimes gets a gleam in his eyes. For his body in general, it appears to be of a muscular and athletic build. In addition, his skin is of a typical Bree-lander. He possess slightly dull green eyes, and might even has what folks may call a five o' clock shadow, though he is almost always clean shaven. When conversing with this gent, he seems to have a laid back attitude, and will sometimes fiddle around with something he has, be it a spare dagger, a coin, or what have you. -------------------- Weapons and Equipment: He almost always at least two daggers with him, but is very possible of him hiding more on his person. In addition, he has come equipped with a bag of tricks suited for any situation (marbles, caltrops, ground dust, etc). He is well versed in their uses, and is a very competent fighter when the need may arise. -------------------------- If you really want, feel free to imagine him with the voice of Errol Flynn's Robin Hood with a light cockney accent. ----------------------- |
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Background
Parents: His folks, or lack thereof, had left him (his father) under the care/tutulage of the local tailor before he was 8 years old. He barely has any memory of them as a result of this.
-History-
He was born and raised in Bree-Land, or more specifically in Archet. At four years of age, his father for some reason left him alone to go somewhere else, which was the last time he ever saw him. His mother on the other hand was left to raise him and send him to a tailor at the age of 7 before passing away herself.
| Friends | |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Birth parents either are long gone, dead somewhere, or both. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Disagreement with The Bree Watch. Enemies: Sharkey's Men |
| Loves | Golden hoards, robbing brigands & goblins, a good smoke or drink from time to time, playing his lute. |
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| Hates | Taxmen, Goblins, Most Southerners |
| Motivation | A bit closer to remember what he wants, though he's getting coin on the side. |
| Quotes | "Ah come along, y' worry too much." "I will admit, I'm a thief..." "Ooh de lally!" |
Aallan's Adventures
| Return to Bree-Land | 8 years 8 months ago |
| Aallan Wanderer | 8 years 10 months ago |
| A certain occurrence below Weathertop | 8 years 10 months ago |
| ... | 8 years 10 months ago |
| Musing thoughts by his lonesome self | 8 years 10 months ago |
