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Город Анвил
Локация Serpent's Wake / The Fo'c's'le
Раса Босмер Пол Мужской
Уровень PC+1 Класс Pirate
RefID 0000BC80 BaseID 0000A29A
Дополнительная информация
Здоровье 38 + (5+1.4)x(PC+0), PC=4-29 Магия 100 + 1.5x(PC+0) (max=250)
Ответств. 50 Агрессия 5
Фракции Anvil - The Serpent's Wake; Anvil - Fo'c's'le; Anvil Citizen
Thurindil in Анвил

Thurindil is a Босмер pirate serving aboard the Serpent's Wake, currently docked in Анвил for refitting.

He wears a set of lower class clothing: a collared shirt, coarse linens and a pair of sack cloth sandals. In combat he uses an iron dagger and he also carries the key to The Fo'c's'le and a small amount of gold.

Upon speaking to Thurindil, he'll greet you with an insane tangent that confirms rumors that he isn't mentally well: "I'm Thurindil, son of Julianos and Mohi-Titona, Queen of Акавир. These slugs climbing my spine itch something fierce. Like to dance?" Upon questioning him about the city, he says that "Mother's coming for me in the dragon ships. I don't like these itchy clothes, but I have to wear them or it frightens the fish."

At 1am, Thurindil will fight with Hauls-Ropes-Faster for three hours. Then, at 4am in the morning, he'll go to sleep for six hours. Randomly, he'll also eat for two hours. There is a fifty percent chance he'll do it at any time. When he's not eating, sleeping, or fighting, he'll wander around the docks.

As many of his crewmates will tell you, he's completely out of his gourd, but harmless.

"Touched by the gods. He hears things. Who knows? He's happy... let him be." –-Hauls-Ropes-Faster
"Don't mind him. He's not right in the head. Poor fellow." --Mirabelle Monet
"Must have been knocked on the head. Talks all sorts of rot. Meek as a sheep, though." --Timothee LaRouche
"Crazy as a rat in a catbox. Just leave him alone. He's not hurting anybody." Isolde