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Barvang
Barvang Bjornheim
| Name | Barvang |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Mercenary |
| Age | Mid twenties - Early Thirties |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Camps and Taverns around Bree-Land |
| Kinship | The Bloody Dawn |
| Outward Appearance |
An image of what Barvang would look like. Artwork by Eve Ventrue. |
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Background
Barvang hails from Dunland, raised in Galtrev. His father was an advisor to a chief, and his mother a well known huntress. Barvang enjoyed the thrill of a hunt, and enjoyed carrying his prey more so, No matter how large. Maybe It is because of this Barvang became the giant of a man he is today. But there could be a different reason for that.
| Friends | He would not class anyone he knows as a friend. |
|---|---|
| Relatives | No in-game characters. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Pretty much everyone he comes into contact with. |
| Loves | Barvang does not know the meaning of Love. |
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| Hates | Eorlingas, and bugs. |
| Motivation | To save enough gold to retire. |
| Quotes | You smell like a rotting corpse. |
Barvang's Adventures
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