Post by brendur on Sept 26, 2009 8:30:40 GMT -5
Full Name: Brendur Holst
Titles: None
Nicknames: Bastard, Cad, Filcher
Age: 26
Race: Man
Gender: Male
Hair: Brown, with grey streaks
Skin: tanned
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'10''
Weight: 170lbs
Place of residence: The Open Road
Place of Birth: Dale
Known Relatives: Syfe Holst (sister)
Religion/Philosophy: Brendur pays a sort of lip service to the Valar and their kine, but really doesn't immerse himself in religion farther than that. In truth he is enamored with the idea of "Lady Luck" believing himself to be favored by her.
Occupation: Professional Filcher ( Don't forget to capitalize! It's important.)
Enemies: A certain seneschal in Dale as well as myriad numbers of rivals in Middle Earth's criminal underworld, chief among them at the moment, the Copper Hat Lads.
Likes: Gambling, eating, drinking, smoking, and the occasional bar brawl, just to keep things interesting. Filching! The world has stuff, and he wants it! Above all else though, Brendur bares a love for traveling and relaxing.
Favorite Foods: Fish and fresh bread
Favorite Drinks: Cider!
Favorite Colors: Grey
Weapons of Choice: Daggers and his deck of cards
Hobbies: Fishing, occasionally he'll put together a nice necklace or ring, it's not work though! Work is for chumps!
Physical Features: A man of wiry build and average height, Brendur for the most part doesn't stick out in a crowd, which is perhaps how he likes it. Under close inspection, his eyes are probably his most interesting feature, they carry a smile that doesn't travel to the rest of his body. It's a smile the world knows well, and it says "trouble". One of his eyes bares a slash through it, looking as if the blade that caused it nearly hit the eye. There's always a light coat of stubble on his face, as if the razor blade never really takes
Special Abilities: Filching, Brendur takes pride in his ability to make other people's stuff, his. Cards and feats of Legerdemain, the tools of any disciple of Lady Luck.
Positive Personality Traits:
Loyalty - It's deep under all the grime, smoking, and booze, but it's there. Brendur's trust isn't easy to earn, but once it is, it's not going anywhere. Like any homeless pup, give him a few scraps and he'll follow you around for the rest of your life.
Optimist: Hey! The worlds circling the drain...but cheer up, you never know what Lady Luck will bring tomorrow! Brendur always attempts to look at the bright side of life, it's just too short to do otherwise.
Believer in Freedom: Brendur believes staunchly in the prospect that everyone's free to do as they please, and often enough, that's reason enough to do just that.
Negative Personality Traits:
Hedonist: it's no secret, the man likes to live it up, even if the world was ending tomorrow, no especially if the world was ending tomorrow, there's always and excuse to party.
Lack of Self respect: being a bastard son, hasn't had the best effect on Brendur's ego. He doesn't think much of himself, believing at best, he'll accomplish an early grave.
Light Fingers: Things...tend to go missing in his presence. What? That? How'd that get in my pouch?
Misc. Quirks:
Superstitious: Having had a crone for a mother, and one for a sister, Brendur's beliefs are riddled with various and some times down right ridiculous superstitions. Don't feed a crow without covering your eyes, don't walk through a door backwards, don't walk under ladders! He'll claim that they're silly and outdated...but he still won't invite bad luck upon himself.
Titles: None
Nicknames: Bastard, Cad, Filcher
Age: 26
Race: Man
Gender: Male
Hair: Brown, with grey streaks
Skin: tanned
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'10''
Weight: 170lbs
Place of residence: The Open Road
Place of Birth: Dale
Known Relatives: Syfe Holst (sister)
Religion/Philosophy: Brendur pays a sort of lip service to the Valar and their kine, but really doesn't immerse himself in religion farther than that. In truth he is enamored with the idea of "Lady Luck" believing himself to be favored by her.
Occupation: Professional Filcher ( Don't forget to capitalize! It's important.)
Enemies: A certain seneschal in Dale as well as myriad numbers of rivals in Middle Earth's criminal underworld, chief among them at the moment, the Copper Hat Lads.
Likes: Gambling, eating, drinking, smoking, and the occasional bar brawl, just to keep things interesting. Filching! The world has stuff, and he wants it! Above all else though, Brendur bares a love for traveling and relaxing.
Favorite Foods: Fish and fresh bread
Favorite Drinks: Cider!
Favorite Colors: Grey
Weapons of Choice: Daggers and his deck of cards
Hobbies: Fishing, occasionally he'll put together a nice necklace or ring, it's not work though! Work is for chumps!
Physical Features: A man of wiry build and average height, Brendur for the most part doesn't stick out in a crowd, which is perhaps how he likes it. Under close inspection, his eyes are probably his most interesting feature, they carry a smile that doesn't travel to the rest of his body. It's a smile the world knows well, and it says "trouble". One of his eyes bares a slash through it, looking as if the blade that caused it nearly hit the eye. There's always a light coat of stubble on his face, as if the razor blade never really takes
Special Abilities: Filching, Brendur takes pride in his ability to make other people's stuff, his. Cards and feats of Legerdemain, the tools of any disciple of Lady Luck.
Positive Personality Traits:
Loyalty - It's deep under all the grime, smoking, and booze, but it's there. Brendur's trust isn't easy to earn, but once it is, it's not going anywhere. Like any homeless pup, give him a few scraps and he'll follow you around for the rest of your life.
Optimist: Hey! The worlds circling the drain...but cheer up, you never know what Lady Luck will bring tomorrow! Brendur always attempts to look at the bright side of life, it's just too short to do otherwise.
Believer in Freedom: Brendur believes staunchly in the prospect that everyone's free to do as they please, and often enough, that's reason enough to do just that.
Negative Personality Traits:
Hedonist: it's no secret, the man likes to live it up, even if the world was ending tomorrow, no especially if the world was ending tomorrow, there's always and excuse to party.
Lack of Self respect: being a bastard son, hasn't had the best effect on Brendur's ego. He doesn't think much of himself, believing at best, he'll accomplish an early grave.
Light Fingers: Things...tend to go missing in his presence. What? That? How'd that get in my pouch?
Misc. Quirks:
Superstitious: Having had a crone for a mother, and one for a sister, Brendur's beliefs are riddled with various and some times down right ridiculous superstitions. Don't feed a crow without covering your eyes, don't walk through a door backwards, don't walk under ladders! He'll claim that they're silly and outdated...but he still won't invite bad luck upon himself.