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Ylfthryth
Ylfthryth "Ravenspeaker"
| Name | Ylfthryth |
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| Status | Dormant |
| Occupation | Bard |
| Age | early fourties - mid fourties |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree-land for now |
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| Outward Appearance |
She is a woman with pale skin and her face dotted with a spray of freckles. With hair like wildfire it may appear odd to some that the woman carries eyes of clear, sky-blue colour. Getting on in years her skin has begun to lose its once youthful look.
Long legs and a lean body give the illusion of height and perhaps a fragile form, a body not fit for work but rather for travel by the look and shape of the muscles.
The attire looks worn out with the colour fading and the cloth having been re-stitched many times over the years. The richest of clothing on this woman would clearly be the hat although the years have taken its toll on it as well.
With an aura of experience around her the woman often appears thoughtful or lost in space but is quick to respond if spoken to, offering a grin or a smile.
Her clothes reek of sweet-scented pipe-weed and can she often be caught smoking a pipe to pass the time.
On her back she carries an old lute given to her by a pair of minstrels that she traveled with for long and now plays the music she was taught by them.
Around her neck is a withered and old moss-green scarf, carrying a strong scent of sweet pipeweed. A lute is slung across her back, appearing equally old as the rest of her things but more carefully looked after, remaining in good condition to this day.
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Background
A few years back she had come to be known as the Bard of Bree, though many would say it was a self-claimed title that she carried with pride.
For a long time she was the personal bard of the infamous man Ser Cabbage or Welten as he is known to most these days.
| Friends | A few acquaintances scattered across the world |
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| Relatives | She's lost those she held dear |
| Rivals/Enemies | None she's aware of |
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| Motivation | To earn some fame and glory by telling the greatest of tales. |
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Ylfthryth's Adventures
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