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Merreck
Merreck Reeve
| Name | Merreck |
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| Occupation | Woodsman from the North |
| Age | Adult |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Wanderer |
| Kinship | IC: None | OOC:The Bannerless |
| Outward Appearance | Merreck's appearance marks him different from men of the South, rationalising him as one of the many different Northmen. Dressed in worn garbs of green, brown, and grey, the wear and tear and stains of grass and dirt are always present on his clothing. His boots are caked with dirt and the leather is very worn. He is soft-spoken with a heavy Northron accent that one may try to place as originating from Dale, but the keen listener would know it bears a difference. His height is average for Northerners, though may be considered slightly tall by Bree-landers. With pale blue eyes he bears the build of a hunter and woodsman, walking with careful steps and observant gaze. Orange-headed, he keeps his hair from growing too long, but allows his beard to grow in fully to give him a rugged look. |
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Background
Without revealing too much, Merreck is clearly not of Bree or any land of the South. His appearances suggest he may be a ranger of types, but even that would be discounted by a true ranger. What is obvious in his background is that he is a woodsman and hunter, a way of life that has dictated his method of survival. He has survived through long travels on his own and can support himself.
The mind of Merreck is a simple yet driven personality, hosting the traits of honour and empathy as his morality in life. He is short-spoken most times, but can be very friendly and sociable around those he is comfortable with. At times, Merreck can be reclusive and not want attention, but he redeems himself as he proves he is not heartless. Being new to Bree-land, he is not a common sight, but because he has noticed the diversity of company in Bree itself, he has no trouble getting into the community.
He currently supplies fresh game to the rather new group of wandering Harad that he has met on his travel, seeing a few of them as decent folk and receives their company as safe haven and a circle of friendly faces.
What Merreck holds closest is his love of the wilds and being free, and his respect for life and its gifts are held closely to him.
| Friends | |
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| Relatives | None. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Brigands are his enemies. His rival is Desten. |
| Loves | The outdoors, peace and quiet, brandy, and friendly company. |
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| Hates | Disrespectful individuals, those who disrespect the wilds and people alike. Brawlers, ruffians, and thieves. Pompous authority that acts without empathy or reason. |
| Motivation | To learn from others as well as teach them as he goes, similar to his father, while at the same time searching for a better life. |
| Quotes | "Lords and ladies, the lot of you, but none of you understand. You cannot understand." |
