Name: Ivar Belgr
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Personality: Often stoic and quiet, Ivar is pretty laid back most of the time. He is kind to those he trusts and will often sabotage those who get on his bad side. He is patient and meticulous, Ivar prefers to have a plan of action rather than a headfirst approach. Ivar loves ale probably more than anyone he knows, and is often drunk at the worst times, though through the years, he's become a semi-functional drunk, only stumbling and vomiting when he's had too much.
Backstory: Ivar was raised by hunters, and grew up in hunters lodges. He could knock an arrow before he could even run. He got his first kill on a 4 day long hunt in woods. Their camp had been raided in the night by a boar, eating most of their gathered berries and nuts. In order to have enough food for the trek back, they would have to find the animal that had taken their food. When Ivar saw the arrow connect with the boar's eye, and watched as it collapsed lifeless, he felt almost pity for the animal, though that feeling would soon fade. He helped skin and roast the boar that night, a proper feast for a boy's first kill. Ivar has spent most of his life in the woods hunting and tracking the wildlife that inhabit it. He has mastered his longbow and is capable of nailing a doe in the eye at just over 35 yards (32 meters). He has all the essential skills to live in the wild, though he would rather not as staying in the woods is always a sleepless night.
Equipment: Long Bow, Quiver/with 30 arrows, hand crafted arrow heads, carving knife, whetstone
Skills: Archery, Hunting, Tracking, Skinning/Tanning, Arrow crafting, Herbalist, Fisherman