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Burlnard

Burlnard
| Name | Burlnard |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Farm worker |
| Age | Adult |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Burlnard dons short and unkept dark hair that sits at ear length, alongside a similarly unkept goatee. His face would be weathered; full of small marks, dirt, and afflictions that have built up over the years, accompanied by an eye-patch over his right eye. The clothes in his attire look like they used to be good quality, but over the years have become faded and worn down. |
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Background
Burlnard's start to life was simple, and mimicked a lot of the other people growing up around him in Bree. Once he got to a decent age his father wanted him to get out and earn some coin, so he worked on farms in the local area.
This bored him indefinitely as he had an eager mind, and wanted to experience what else Bree could offer him. Just as he was looking for a new occupation, and finishing up his work as a farm-hand, he heard about a mercenary company from a friend of his. The Bloody Dawn.
His father was a local hunter/gatherer and had taught Burlnard how to use basic weaponry, such as a dagger and bow to fend people off from stealing crops where he worked, so he thought he could bring something to the table.
Burlnard would stay with the mercenaries for a long time. There were many up's and down's: a disagreement leading to the loss of his right eye, meeting his wife, having his daughter, and making some very good friends. As time went on, he was asked to leave The Bloody Dawn; following this a series of events unfolded including his wife and daughter passing away, friends leaving, and Burlnard fell into a rut.
Years have passed, and Burlnard has been living and working on an older man's farm and has kept his life simple, not wishing to run into any more complications.
| Friends | As of now, most of Burlnard's friends have left Bree |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Mother, father, wife, and daughter deceased |
| Rivals/Enemies | No enemies |
| Loves | Bree, and a comfortable bed |
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| Hates | He loves complaining, so plenty! |
| Motivation | He's still finding it |
| Quotes |
Burlnard's Adventures
| What are you so afraid of? | 4 years 10 months ago |
