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[b]Name:[/b] Pedre Trinketeer
[b]Alias:[/b] Pedre the Trustsome, Pedre the Nightwatcher. (Enemies of his town would tend to call him Pedre the Butcher or Pedre the Watchful if they weren't dead)
[b]Age:[/b] 35
[b]Apparent Age:[/b] 40 (Responsibility, danger and their accompanying stress has taken its toll.)
[b]Height:[/b] 1.85m (Officially one of the taller men around)
[b]Weight:[/b] 72kg (Light for his height, but still better fed than others because of his position and contributions)
[b]Eye Color:[/b] Grey
[b]Hair Color:[/b] Brown with strands of grey (Due to fast aging)
[b]Physical Identifiers:[/b] Pedre, like the rest of his kin, kith and town, is a relic from a bygone era. The way he carries himself in a socially cautious manner, the way he handles himself with discipline, and even his (mostly) ancient pattern of clothing and equipment were largely unchanged representations of what used to be.

Despite being a trinketeer, shopkeeper and craftsman on the side, he is a decorated defender of his town, a nightwatcher and townguards who protects the town from the encroaching ravagers of the outside word and the self-defeating elements of internal strife. His armour is decorated as such with emblems denoting his position and achievements. He is the lieutenant of the captain of the townguards, lifeguard (having saved many lives), trusted man and citizen-for-life. He would have been awarded a seat in the town's council, but he rejected it as he felt that he had no talent in managing a town; he felt he belonged in his trade and field.
[b]Appearance:[/b] Tanned with hardwork in his shop's yard and in the field, scarred from his battles to keep out the forces of nature and wrinkled and greying from the toll it took from him, he used to look like an unremarkable citizen of his town in his younger years. Relatives who had not come to visit for many years would not have recognised him. Despite being something of a local hero, he did not have the stature and muscles to match unlike his peers, but he made up for it with a certain presence that transcends such physical considerations.

[b]Equipment/Personal Possessions:[/b] Back in town, he has a shophouse and yard to his name, as well as a relatively large store of trinkets and wares of all sorts; tradeable goods. He tend to wear a set of simple vest and pants with an apron for work at the shop, a simple toga when he is out and about in town. He tends to mix and match them with his sandals and boots, whichever is more comfortable for whatever unpredictable weather nature throws at the town. When on duty as a town guardsman and nightwatcher, or when on a foray outside, he would be dressed in starch-hardened shirt and long pants, leather boots, a skull helmet, a leather vest with a layer of chainmail. If he is to embark on an expedition, he tends to carry a bag for necessities with a sleeping bag on top; this pattern for expeditions has been derisively called the 'mule' by tribesmen, who favour lighter gear. He carries a short-shafted pike (comparable to a long spear) and a short sword for backup.
[b]Pets/Companions:[/b] Sofre, daughter of Pedre, his daughter, who is 18 and therefore of age for 4 years, has always begged to accompany him on his duties and travels. She worships her father, unlike the son, who is a bit rebellious. As such, she has been volunteering extra duties as a townsguard and nightwatchman, though her choice of weapon differs from her father, as she prefers using the bow and arrow with a short sword for backup.

[b]Tribe/Village:[/b] The Town of Bluebanner
[b]Titles/Occupation:[/b] Pedre's family trade is as trinketeer, shopkeeper and craftsman. He is the lieutenant of the captain of the townguards, lifeguard (having saved many lives), trusted man and citizen-for-life.
[b]Languages Spoken:[/b] Common Tongue, Bluebanner Dialect, Several assorted tribal and town languages for trading.
[b]Languages Written:[/b] Only the Common Tongue and Bluebanner Dialect, but only functionally. He has no taste, skill and compulsion to delve in poetry and the arts.

[b]Opinion of the Ruse:[/b] He and his town hates the Ruse with a passion, associating them with nature and their current plight.
[b]Opinion of Outsiders:[/b] He tends to look down on outsiders, though he tends to keep this to himself as he relies on them for part of his income. Outside, beyond the walls, however, it would be a different story, especially when lives and honour are at stake.

[b]Hopes and Dreams:[/b] A better world for his family, one that isn't a reality filled with constant danger and strife.
[b]Likes and Desires:[/b] His family is the centre of his life, and his town his allegiance, his extended family. He desires nothing but a wholesome life until the day he dies in bed of old age, though that is actually hard in this world.
[b]Fears and Dislikes:[/b] The loss of his family and town, and anyone who threatens them or anything to do with them. Otherwise, he keeps his honour close, and would hate to be considered anything less than a noble man.
[b]Secrets and Regrets:[/b] He has killed sometimes without being sure if the deaths he brought actually meant anything. He was part of an expedition to massacre a tribe that threatened the town. Children who were about to come of age and tribespeople just 14 or 15 years old were some of his victims, as they would have been of age or about to be, and therefore are threats. He had lost a child and his first love (before he is married to his wife) to the wild, not to mention some of his old and newer friends.
[b]Personality:[/b] He is a family man, who held family and kin as far more important than the individual. Above that, he is loyal to his town and its allies. He takes his honour and reputation seriously, and would try not to stoop low even if forced to.
[b]Religion:[/b] He and his family and town swears the Oath of Old; basically to preserve what is human and to bring to present what was past, to beat back the Ruse and the forces of nature that attempts to extinguish them. Ancient kings, queens, princes and princesses form the many deities that they worship.

[b]Relatives:[/b] Pedre is a father of 3 children, one deceased, one 18 years of age and another 16 years. He is married to the daughter of a fellow townguardsman who is also a blacksmith. His father-in-law is long dead, however, having succumbed to disease a few years after their marriage. His father-in-law is survived by four children, who were his sibling-in-laws, 2 of whom took over the blacksmithing trade while the others tried farming. Pedre's own parents and his first love had died two decades ago just after he had come of age, which was a source of deep pain for him, balanced only by his meeting his wife and having his children.

He and his younger brother shares the trinketeering trade. As his younger brother wasn't as notable in the townguards, he tended to the business more, and hence became a better trinketeer. His younger brother is married, as almost all people are in Bluebanner, and has sired a nephew and niece to Pedre.
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[b]Tribe/Village Detail:[/b] (Describe the environment and the tribe or village as a whole. Keep in mind that Nature throughout the world is hostile: earthquakes, floods, storms, hurricanes, tornadoes, landslides, illness, madness and unexplainable tragedies are common. Wild animals frequently attack humans, as do the trees. People go missing and turn up years later. The weather is rarely predictable, and death rates are generally high.)

[b]Magic:[/b] (If the tribe embraces magic, describe the magic system and societal importance.)