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|race=Dwarf |
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|gender=Male |
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|location=RanikMap66{{!}}the Road to Shard |
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|type=shopowner |
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==Description:== |
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A clean shaven, yet bearded, face scowls back at you from under a head of well kept braided grey hair. A shirt of the finest yellow silk covers a short but strong dwarven neck as it strains against the bulges of his muscular arms. Glancing down at his scarred stubby fingers, you quickly realize this is a man who has seen more than his share of combat in his day. Taking in the entire Dwarf, you realize you are very uncomfortable around him and the feeling seems mutual. |
A clean shaven, yet bearded, face scowls back at you from under a head of well kept braided grey hair. A shirt of the finest yellow silk covers a short but strong dwarven neck as it strains against the bulges of his muscular arms. Glancing down at his scarred stubby fingers, you quickly realize this is a man who has seen more than his share of combat in his day. Taking in the entire Dwarf, you realize you are very uncomfortable around him and the feeling seems mutual. |
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[[Category:NPCs]][[Category:Alive]][[Category:Shopowner]][[Category:Dwarf]] |
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Revision as of 19:12, 30 July 2008
| Tremagis | |
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| Status: | Alive |
| Race: | Dwarf |
| Gender: | Male |
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| Type: | shopowner |
Tremagis is the owner of the Peltery on the Road to Shard (Map 66).
Description:
A clean shaven, yet bearded, face scowls back at you from under a head of well kept braided grey hair. A shirt of the finest yellow silk covers a short but strong dwarven neck as it strains against the bulges of his muscular arms. Glancing down at his scarred stubby fingers, you quickly realize this is a man who has seen more than his share of combat in his day. Taking in the entire Dwarf, you realize you are very uncomfortable around him and the feeling seems mutual.