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Maical
Maical Forster
| Name | Maical |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Courier, traveller. |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Taverns and Inns |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance | Short, tanned and halfway ugly. Maical shows clear signs of one who spends much of his year upon the roads. Sturdy and agile in appearance, he speaks with an accent many would associate with the stragglers of the Lone-Lands. |
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Background
Height:5’8
Build: Average
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Length/Colour: Short/Brunette
Behaviour: Loud amongst his friends, and quiet amongst strange company. Typical of his kinsmen.
Quirks/Eccentricities: Fiddling with his belt hangings and decorations.
Education: Semi-literate.
Language: Westron.
Weapons (If Any): Rarely seen without a knife on his belt, but he owns no weapons of real note or value.
Occupation: Jack of trades, though in more recent months he's typically taken work as a courier between the Lone-lands and Northdowns.
| Friends | None spoken of. |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None spoken of. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Bad weather. |
| Loves | Coin and good company. |
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| Hates | Cattle-sized wolves, storms and unreliable work. |
| Motivation | Currently nothing more than coin. |
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