I hope you don’t mind if I add his physical description and his personality traits in here as well; I couln’t type more information in the given spaces.
Beren is not actually Beren’s name; he obviously forgot it. He was born in a very lovely, small village in the woods, and raised alongside five siblings by two loving parents. They were happy, and I don’t intend to have anything tragic happen to them. His first name was Uchir, which means ‘reckless’ in Sindarin. He was raised to become a hunter, to provide for his future family. One day he was out in the fields, when a storm came over. He got struck by lighting, causing his memory loss and a huge, blooming scar on his back. Him losing his memory wasn’t fate, or anything special; just bad luck.
-Physical description: Beren is a blonde man, with pale, fair skin. The right half of his face is decorated with a nasty scar. He’s got a dark stubble and wears a tattered cloak. Beren’s got a medium height; about 1.75, not much taller than that. He prefers a bow over any short ranged weapons, partly because of his training in becoming a hunter. He’s build more lean than muscular, another reason he avoids short ranged fights and hand-to-hand combat. He tends to braid his hair away from his face and keeps it medium-short.
-Personality traits: He’s quite grumpy at times, and tends to be sarcastic. Not a very nice guy to strangers, although he does have a strong sense for justice, so he might help people in need out. He’s also quite reckless. Beren is also a stubborn man, who’d rather walk into danger than admit to being wrong about something. He’ll be more agressive if he’s drunk, of
You’ve just stepped off of the boat in the port of a massive and fortified city. Before you lies a sprawling bazaar, with numerous shops, stalls, and seated traders selling wares to folk of all walks of life. Just as you’re about to continue walking onwards, into the market, you’re approached by a well-dressed gentleman who looks upon you with a big smile. “Welcome!” He began. “What brings you to this lovely city? Adventure? Wealth? Or some grand aspirations to elevate your place in society?”
How do you respond?
Beren glances at the man, taking in his physique and clothing, before frowning at the question, ‘‘Why should you care?’’ He then retorts at the stranger, ‘‘Don’t you have anything better to do instead of questioning strangers?’’

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