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Lentar

Lentar Wulfgarn
| Name | Lentar |
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| Occupation | Wandering musician, ex soldier, trader |
| Age | Aging adult |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | None known |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance |
An unkept head of hair and a matching beard seem to define most of Lentar's features. Drawing away some of the attention of the signs of age and hardships displayed on his facial features in the forms of a few rimples across his forehead and a faint scar shown onto his right cheek.
Despite a thick layer of clothing worn, signs of a sturdy fellow can be recognized. Sadfully not without a hint of a slight beerbelly however. With a matching pair of shovel sized hands, holding a thick layer of dead skin on his fingers and palms. It would seem that wich ever harsh work this individual has left its mark on lentar.
Often seen going around in thick traveling clothes, a satchel at his side. And a simple wooden lute on his back. Oddly in contrast to these traits would be a sheeted blade worn at his side. Perhaps feeling an urge to rather show off the impression of an unnassailable target for petty thieves? Tough, what may even a thief get from him. Seeing the poor state of his clothes even. |
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Background
| Friends | Only a few rare ones. |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Anyone from the Wulfgarn bloodline |
| Rivals/Enemies | Maybe a few merchants he's angered here and there? |
| Loves | Collecting new accords to play |
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| Hates | People who look down on him |
| Motivation | finding peace at mind. |
| Quotes | C´mon.. Wut it´d be t´is ´ere time? |
Lentar's Adventures
| Journal entry 206. A delivery to Hobbiton, the Shire. | 15 years 2 months ago |
