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Brinvar
Brinvar
| Name | Brinvar |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Brewer, Innkeeper |
| Age | Old |
| Race | Dwarf |
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| Residence | Songburrow |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | An elderly white-haired dwarf, he is usually wearing an ale stained apron and is always accompanied by his pipe and a cloud of pipeweed smoke. |
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Background
Originally an exile of Erebor, Brinvar spent most of his life at Thorins Halls where he tended the gardens growing crops to feed the large feasting tables.
In his elderly years he decided to leave the halls and, having often visited Needlehole for trade, Brinvar settled in the Shire. The small village of Bramblebury had property for sale and Brinvar moved in with the plan to open his own Inn.
Now Brinvar spends his days brewing ale and tending the bar where he loves nothing more than listening to the local news and gossip.
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| Rivals/Enemies |
| Loves | Ales, tales and pipeweed. |
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| Motivation | Brinvar is after a quiet life, and a small Inn in a Shire village is about as quiet as it gets. |
| Quotes | "Pull up a chair and tell us a tale, if it's a good one the ale is on the house" |
