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Standing around five foot ten Rob is not much to look at, pleasant enough face and ready smile, a bit of a twinkle in his deep brown eyes and an untidy mop of short  chestnut hair. Dressed in his traveling clothes there is little to distinguish him from any other man on the road. His accent might be a little more refined than some, but he still swears along with the best of them, when the occasion arises.


Rob's family coat of arms is a castle, on top of which sits a fire breathing dragon. The castle on the coat of arms is much grander than the fortified manor house whose walls it decorates and, Rob’s signet ring is very old and worn, and the impressions that it makes appear as a duck with a feather in its beak, sitting on a rock.
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