Former wanderer, sellsword
Young towards middle age
Anywhere he finds dry hay to sleep on
Ingrandor was always fascinated by the stories of bravery and honour of the Gondorian legends, his fathεr was a merchant and his mother a seamstress, both of whom wanted him to take over the family business. But, to the boy that ran all over the fields and hills of Gondor with a stick in hand as a sword that was despicable! He wanted to join the army and in the end he did. When he came of age he joined the army, despite his family's wishes, the first years were good but then the downfall came, but that is a story for another section and we'll go through it soon!
Those whom he picks on or women he's too blunt with
Coins, fighting and women with good-looking rear
Self-righteous honourable people, wet hay or a rainy day when he won't find any dry hay to sleep on in the end of the day
To make gold and forget his past
Time to find some dry hay to sleep on!