Garethred
Garethred Nareloth, "Angmar's Bane"
| Name | Garethred |
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| Occupation | "There are no words to describe all my work in a sensible meaning." |
| Age | Despite all what he has been through, he managed to achieve a glorious status in only 26 incredibly hard years. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | 'Edeb Aglar' - House of Glory - A luxurious manor overlooking Sarngarth, Falathlorn. |
| Kinship | "With the exception of the Lossoth, I do not work with groups. Groups can achieve none." |
| Outward Appearance |
For his unbeliavably complex experience he is young, not even reaching his thirties. Despite his paler skin he is gallantly handsome, his bright blue eyes are sharper than any sword in Ëa, his warm smile would illuminate the shadiest corner of Utumno and his outstanding voice brings shivers of despair upon his helpless opponents. His thin yet muscled body moves so quick even an eagle would have to narrow his eyes and is as tough as five uruks armoured to the feet.
He is taller than his Rohirric ex-brethren, a height of 6,4 feet preventing any daring dwarf from reaching up to his head, which holds a noble-looking face - shaved and clean with a manly stubble across his jaw. His physical condition is a one many elves look upon; other men giving up their pathetically pointless attempts to catch up.
He wears precisely what he needs to, but loves to show off in his breathtakingly beautiful armor, carrying a spear the size of a street lamp and sharpness of half a needle, as well as his elegantly polished swords which have tasted the blood of every creature - from a crazy little bee to an angry and fearsome dragon lord. |
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Background
(( INACTIVE for the time being (: ))
Known names :
Garethred ("Ga-re-thred") – his Rohirric birth name.
Nareloth ("Na-re-loth / Nar-loth") – ‘A fiery blossom’ – the name he has given to himself upon realizing his potential.
Nimohtar ("Nim-o-htar") – ‘Paladin’ – a monicker given to him by the Eldar after proving his goodwill throughout Eriador.
Teuvel ("Tou-væl") – ‘Dark Blade’ – he has named himself such after being banished from Lórien and retreating to the east.
“Angmar’s Bane” – (translated into Westernesse dialect) A glorious title given to him unofficially but out of euphoria of the Lossoth, who have hailed him as such after his arrival from the Battle of Jä-rannit.
"Who I really am I ought not to say. It is something -you- shall find out should you be given the honour of accompanying me."
– Garethred
Garethred – the skilled rider of Rohan, wise guest of Lothlórien and a noble lord of Gondor – claims to have slain twice as much goblins as king Balin of Moria, thrice as much dragons as Thorin Oakenshield, more Angmarim than the Gondorian Prince Eärnur and more uruks than the entire cavalry of Rohan put together. Furthermore he claims to be more powerful than all men of Arda, wealthier than any elven Tur who ever lived and even more cunning than the Dark Lord himself.
“He is arrogant, bigheaded, brainless and insane as no man or elf I have ever seen. But he is by far the greatest warrior I have met in my life and a caring lover any woman would kill for. I am lucky to be his and he is lucky to be mine. I have given him my heart and I will never regret it.”
– Muiliel Lor, the Dark Lady
“Lad. Ya never heard of Nareloth? He’s a bloody mighty swordsman who could have y’er head hung up his wall before ya’d say out y’er own name.”
– Yiannic Hummerhand
“The way he acts, talks, moves and fights makes him hardly recognizable from a Noldo, yet he is born as Adan. Truly amazing.”
– Maegron of Rivendell
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Private Diary
(Now stolen!)
Garethred's Present Story
(Chronologically starting before the Tenth diary entry)
The Visit to Bree and a Journey to Falathlorn
A Brawl with the Dark Sorcerer
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((The banner says (top -> lower left -> lower right): Garethred, Nareloth, Nimohtar))
((music: Hans Zimmer - The Dark Knight Rises Theme))
| Friends | "A friend is someone very special. Someone, who doesn't scold you for showing off with your blade tricks." Examples: Maegorael, Yiannic, Ithilvalan, Rildheldiel, Anrianne, Atilas, Morarthel, Morgileth, Thylance, and a few more. |
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| Relatives | Betrothed to Muiliel |
| Rivals/Enemies | "You have absolutely no idea what mess you have just gotten yourself into." Enemies: Servants of the Witch-King in general - including the Heirs of Ruin. Unworthy troublecausers he does not waste his time with. |
| Loves | "No amount of coins weighs more than pure, honest love." Muiliel, parties and other friendly events, enforcing justice, large battles, friendly flirting, and his swords - who also like their master despite they have no feelings. |
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| Hates | Apart from ignorants, troublecausers, drunkards, murderers, rainstorms, men who act like they are bigger than him, arrogant dwarves and people who stick their noses into way too many matters, he barely hates anything. |
| Motivation | "My goals are far too numerous to mention, but I shall not rest until I am done with at least what I promised myself and Muiliel I would accomplish." |
| Quotes | "This party is over." - "A scar is not a proof of battle weariness. It is a proof that you were too slow to evade." - "I am friendly to men, gentle to women, but only the Eldar I truly respect." |
Garethred's Adventures
| Hazarding for Love - Failure at the Dead City | 14 weeks 14 hours ago |
| Hazarding for Love - A Tragic Encounter | 16 weeks 3 hours ago |
| Hazarding for Love - Frenzied Hound on the Loose | 16 weeks 23 hours ago |
| Hazarding for Love - The Sad Day | 16 weeks 2 days ago |
| Visiting a Wormhole - Back to the Old | 31 weeks 6 days ago |
