Minvagor was the roughest of the five. Although he fought for the good of Middle-Earth, he enjoyed the fighting; something looked down upon by the Free Peoples. Like Ran, the other Wardens were not too approving of him, and he was an outcast for much of his life.
However, few knew of his darker desires. On the outside, he was simply rougher than most. He was very aggressive, springing into battle while the other four, especially Amathdir and Idhrenneth, often opted to find a more peaceful solution.
Minvagor was not a friendly person and had a fairly dark sense of humour. However, he was fiercely protective of those he cared about, risking his life for other Wardens numerous times. He often stood up when one of his friends or the Guardian as a whole was spoken ill of. On several occasions he nearly broke into fights with his own kinsmen had the others not restrained him.
In combat, Minvagor swung two mighty blades, one shorter than the other. The shorter one was crafted by Danglir, the only one of the group who could best his two swords. Minvagor would normally be evenly matched with Danglir, but he was too aggressive at times, a weakness often exploited by Danglir. The two had a friendly rivalry of sorts, often competing by sparring or counting the enemies each one had felled.
Minvagor had an interesting past that was unlike what most of his kin experienced. He was an orphan but grew up in the homestead of a hunter in the North Downs, not having been raised by his own people. His adoptive parents fed and clothed him, but they often treated their own son and daughter better. Not completely fitting in with his family, he would often wander the wilds, where he hunted using the skills his father taught him. Eventually, he stumbled upon an Orc and slew it, and slowly, felling Orcs became a pastime of his.
Eventually, he was bested by a troll that had wandered into the Lone Lands and saved by the Rangers of Esteldin. They realized who he was and accepted him as one of their own, but even there, he never felt at home. Eventually, he wandered to Lake Evendim, where he became friends with Ran and soon the Guardians were created.
He was loyal to the Guardians even since, up to his final moments. He stood alongside his friends against near-impossible odds, slaying many of his enemies, though he was overwhelmed and struck down by enemy blades. He was laid to rest beside Idhrenneth and the funeral cairn of Danglir. Now, there were only two occupied seats, at the table in Tinnudir Keep.
