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Hrongar

Hrongar of Dale
| Name | Hrongar |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Bowman |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Laketown, but travels |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance |
Hrongar is a young man taking in the lithe features running in his Dalish blood. He stands at an impressive height, with a thoroughly skinny yet formidable build honed from his life within the wilds, his early life's instruction at archery, and his continued travels.
His sharp features run together with a narrow facial structure, set with a fine jaw, oddly shaped nose, but well-set eyes. This composition along with other detailing features, give his smile its heartwarming glow.
The facial features are set with a fashionable moustache and sitting in the two sockets are two deep blue eyes with all the hues and beauty like the coursing rivers that run through his homeland.
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Background



Over a friendly pint, Hrongar reveals that he was born somewhere on the wealthy side of Laketown. All the while his joking grin ever so glued to his face. Living in such a remote place, however, he became accustomed to traveling and avoiding the dangers of the wild. Making such trips with his father, whose past adventures still scathe the family's name, the story of whom often varying from his cowardice in face of danger and the usual inappropriate actions as a married man. Never seeing far beyond the realm of Dale until much later in life, the young Hrongar was to be content with his fantasies and imagination of a creative mind. One of which his father would have him put to paper with quill, as educating him on the various times that he'd been tricked by more clever men.
His mother on the other hand was an eccentric woman. Speaking of things in vivid detail that she'd never experienced and spinning them into fantastic tales through the evenings, at time stopping midway to question events with a philosophical critique.
By the time Hrongar took to become a bowman of Dale, he was already a young man. With a mind and experience above and beyond his age or so he would pretend, his attempt at archery somehow carried him into making his coin by lute and song, leading onward towards serving as an assistant within a kinship of hunters.
Sources:
Banner (By Alan Lee)
Laketown (Direct Image from the Hobbit Films)
Middle-Earth Map (From the Lord of the Rings Films)
Character Appearance (Men in Tights film)
| Friends | Gwenrael, Agelmund |
|---|---|
| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies | Enemies of the Free Peoples |
| Loves | Cheese and biscuits |
|---|---|
| Hates | Being in danger |
| Motivation | Aiding the free peoples |
| Quotes | "What is that smell? Dwarven vomit? Charming." |
Hrongar's Adventures
| An Idiot's Guide to Survival | 9 years 3 months ago |

