The Elder Scrolls: Tamriel

Brenwyn stands at 5'7", with a lean build typical of his wood elf heritage. His sharp green eyes dart around the room, constantly scanning for details. He has short brown hair, a bit unruly, with a thin, patchy beard that’s more a result of neglect than style. His clothing consists of a simple leather tunic, patched in places, with a dark green cloak that blends with the forest during his hunts. A quiver and a finely crafted bow rest against the table where he’s sitting.

Brenwyn is a quiet and observant person, always preferring the company of nature to crowded taverns, but he comes to The Grey Mare to sell pelts and enjoy a warm meal when he’s in town. He has a deep respect for the land and speaks little unless it’s about a hunt or a business deal. While not particularly charismatic, Brenwyn’s knowledge of the wilds and hunting is unparalleled. He’s not a troublemaker, but he’s not one to back down if provoked either.

Born in Valenwood, Brenwyn left his homeland in search of new hunting grounds and the freedom to live by his own rules. He’s been in Cyrodiil for almost a decade, spending most of his time in the wilderness around Chorrol. Brenwyn makes a modest living selling the furs of his hunts to traders and inns like The Grey Mare. Though he’s not one for city life, he comes to Chorrol every few months to rest, resupply, and trade his wares. He’s on friendly terms with Elora Valgan, the tavern keeper, who buys his pelts for her guests in the colder months. Though Brenwyn is a loner, he respects Elora’s no-nonsense attitude and enjoys the brief company her inn provides.