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Nomo
Nomo Paltin
| Name | Nomo |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Artist, Messenger Service Volunteer |
| Age | Middle-Aged |
| Race | Hobbit |
|---|---|
| Residence | Goosevale, 1 Harrow Road |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Sweaty flicks of hair on his face, doesn't appear to bother him at all, which merge with his rather dark blue eyes |
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Background
Everlong have illnesses been part of his family history. As a child, he didn't refrain far from the behavior of any ordinary hobbit spring, in spite of a home a bit away from all the others. Yet years passed by until the day he was alone, when he began to see kindness in elements like chirping or river flows.
From time to time, he allows himself to fall into a conversation with his kin, yet his heart lies in the poems of his journeys and in melodies of rest.
| Friends | |
|---|---|
| Relatives | |
| Rivals/Enemies |
| Loves | Sounds of nature; Music vocalizing feelings; Spontaneous poetry |
|---|---|
| Hates | Avalanches of chatter |
| Motivation | Finding peaceful moments in the everlasting nervousness |
| Quotes | "When you let go and look back, one seemed like one layer of some onion." |
Nomo's Adventures
| Picnic | 1 month 4 days ago |
| Yule Festivity | 1 month 3 weeks ago |
| Sacrifice | 2 months 1 week ago |
| Hidden Inn | 3 months 2 weeks ago |
| Hope | 4 months 6 days ago |
