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Morvyra

Morvyra, the Oddity
| Name | Morvyra |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | natural philosopher |
| Age | early to mid-twenties |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree-town, currently |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Long, auburn locks are often kept in a disarray less than elegant. Green eyes peer out at the world with a sparkling mirth. She is prone to both smiling and frowning deep in thought. Her frame is slight, and she is rather short, looking no older than mid-twenties. Morvyra often wears serviceable dresses, nothing too fancy (unless it is called for), or trousers and shirts, when she is working. If she is out in the field, she wears a dark outfit with a long coat and black boots, often hooded. She can be seen every time with a satchel at her hip, which she often pats as though reminding herself of its existence. |
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Background
This woman has arrived in Bree-town recently, along with all of her scientific equipment. She keeps rooms in the Prancing Pony. Some say she is up to no good. Others say that she is a bit odd, but nothing frightening.
| Friends | |
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| Relatives | located far away, all living |
| Rivals/Enemies |
| Loves | graveyards, natural philosophy, books, rambling |
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| Hates | probing questions |
| Motivation | desires to succeed in a certain area of expertise |
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