Name: Mucgwyrt 
    Race: Elf (going off of Rudolph Admoss, Minnow Dessalt, and Kadoka elves to age and die of old age, but 200 is not an abnormal age for a young adult elf, and 180 for a young adult half elf).
    Job: Mip shepherd and oral lore keeper/bard/seanchaí type
    Background: Mucg was raised by bearfolk here in Lorenstad, with whom he was left as but a babe. He knows that elves are supposed to be learned, but small town life and Mip keeping is all he has ever known. Still, with a mind like a steal trap and a the beautiful voice typical of elves, he has renown (as much as one can in a town of a few hundred) as a bard. His parents, Plogwyrt and Krogwyrt passed away when he was a child in elven years, six-and-thirty summers and four-and-forty summers respectively. After, he was supported by various kindly townsfolk until he reached his maturity. Now he seeks to repay that generosity by chronicling the great and humble stories of Lorenstad to be shared far and wide.
    Home: A lovely little cottage, half built into a hill on the south eastern edge of town. The door is easily visible by the brightly colored feathered wreaths he hangs for decoration.
    Birthday: Mucgwyrt doesn’t know when he was born, but as his parents remembered finding him at the end of their hibernation, he celebrates on the least busy day of the Festival of Sabuntawa.


I do not know how to make images not huge, sorry. >_<
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