Reginald the Blacksmith
A dusty old corpse of a man, this is probably the oldest human you have ever seen. He has long and thin white hair under a stiff dewcap, but you're sure his scalp is just as leathery. He back is arched forward greatly and he must look up uncomfortably at almost everyone, and he walks with quite a nice cane. The rest of his attire is simple. He is obviously not comfortable at this stage in his life, but he smiles fairly often much the same. He makes no huffs or puffs about working and never argues about anything. Not an overly talkative man, the only joke he ever tells is that "This is the last nail I ever make, then I retire!"
It was kinda funny when he was just a young buck, but it's getting sad now.
Current Status
Working the Smith
Current Location
Species
Honorary & Occupational Titles
Blacksmith, Stone Mason
Age
76
Children
Current Residence
A small private quarters near the Ironworks
Pronouns
He/Him
Gender
Male
Presentation
Hunched, Tired, Kind
Eyes
Squinty, brown eyes
Hair
long white hair
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Wrinkly, white
Height
5'7"
Weight
150 lbs
Ruled Locations
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