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Muridn
Muridn of Dale
| Name | Muridn |
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| Occupation | Tinker of Dale; a wandering swordsman. |
| Age | Middle-Aged |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Currently a wanderer. |
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| Outward Appearance |
Muridn travels forth as a wanderer in a patched hauberk and heavy cloak, with rain colored eyes and thick red hair. Tall and broad-shouldered, his footfalls carry a heavy weight; not just from the girth of his clinking armor, but from a body accustomed to dwelling out of doors and fiercely battling the Enemy. He is a great bear of a man, also keeping to himself unless disturbed.
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Background
He left his home in the Dale-lands when he was hardly a man, thinking there were better things to see and do beyond his fences and the loathsome shadow of the Lonely Mountain. Unfortunately he was correct, and because of that he hasn't returned since. Along his journey, he met with blinding love and heartwrenching loss, grappled with Orcs, witnessed the beauty of the Elves, and measured but a fraction of Man's struggle in the rising darkness that threatens to consume Middle Earth. In the end he is but a man, a face among many.
He favors a sharp pair of axes over anything else, and he likes to use them against Orc-kindred. He spends much of his time outside the walls of civilization. So if he is in a town, he is likely restocking on food and supplies or selling the fruits of his tinkership.
Other than what one can gain just from looking or spending a few moments in his company, not much is really known about him, other that he is of Dale.
| Friends | None so far. |
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| Relatives | None. |
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| Loves | His family, whom are no longer. Good food, by a warm fire. |
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| Hates | Orcs. Goblins. |
| Motivation | To see tomorrow's light, and carry on that way. |
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Muridn's Adventures
| Muridn's Journal; Forgetting my face. | 13 years 3 months ago |
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