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Gerard LaGreine is a shiftless, lazy, and nearly worthless son to his family. An itinerant wanderer, brawler, rapscallion and rapier fighter, he can often be seen in the company of other shiftless, lazy, brawling, drinking, itinerant wanderers, no doubt getting into much trouble.  
Gerard LaGreine was a shiftless, lazy, and nearly worthless son to his family. An itinerant wanderer, brawler, rapscallion and rapier fighter, he was oft seen in the company of other shiftless, lazy, nearly worthless, brawling, drinking, itinerant wanderers, rapscallions, and rapier fighters.
A witty charmer, he enjoys playing many instruments, singing many songs, and drinking many drinks. He has, (no doubt due to his shining conversation), somehow wangled his way into the gentry of AnTir, and has enjoyed his status as the first Gallant of Wealdsmere.  
 
In a ridiculous bout of conscience and ethics, he took up the cross, and is now occupied on crusade in Asia Minor.
A wit, a minstrel, a raconteur, and flatterer, he somehow wangled his way into the gentry of AnTir, and enjoyed his status as the first Gallant of Wealdsmere.  
 
In an unexpected bout of conscience he joined with the Crusade, and has since fought in the dark alleys of the City of Peace, survived ambuscades in the hills of the Silk Road in the Mughal Empire, and walked the burning sands of the Holy Land.
 
He expects to return home to Wealdsmere, early in the Spring of next year.  
 
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Latest revision as of 21:31, 13 April 2014

Gerard LaGreine was a shiftless, lazy, and nearly worthless son to his family. An itinerant wanderer, brawler, rapscallion and rapier fighter, he was oft seen in the company of other shiftless, lazy, nearly worthless, brawling, drinking, itinerant wanderers, rapscallions, and rapier fighters.

A wit, a minstrel, a raconteur, and flatterer, he somehow wangled his way into the gentry of AnTir, and enjoyed his status as the first Gallant of Wealdsmere.

In an unexpected bout of conscience he joined with the Crusade, and has since fought in the dark alleys of the City of Peace, survived ambuscades in the hills of the Silk Road in the Mughal Empire, and walked the burning sands of the Holy Land.

He expects to return home to Wealdsmere, early in the Spring of next year.