Baldead
Baldead Tréowwyrhtason.
Name | Baldead |
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Status | Active |
Occupation | Maegisterwiend |
Age | Around twenty-eight Seasons |
Race | Man |
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Residence | Sutcrofts |
Kinship |
Outward Appearance |
He is a towering figure of 1.97 Meters, muscular build and fair blonde hair and blue eyes. Tone of his skin is touched by the sun. In the later years he managed to grow a thicker beard, trying to some cover the marks of war which he has earned on the way. Both scars on either side of his face, right side is more of a burned scar running down.
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Background
Baldead, or just Bald as most known him by. Is a eager yet kind man with as any other Rohirrim, has a strong love for mead and his horse. Garwulf. No one where sure Baldead came up with that name for his horse, nor it's meaning. It's just something he found fitting giving the mighty steeds spirit.
Growing up in Garsfeld, he was given a bow at a very early age. Made by his father whom were a wood-worker. Telling him that everyone must be ready to do their part for the Mark. It's tradition and such has then befallen him. Given the fathers work, there wasn't much coin to buy a sword for the lad as the others had around him.
Training with a bow, shaped him as he was of good stock. Becoming very muscular than the common farmer at the day. Training the muscles awareness if he ever was in danger, so that he wouldn’t spent much energy pulling the bowstring.
Growing up in Garsfeld were hard on him, being harassed by a older boy most of his young life. Baldead pushed himself harder and harder, to prove the bullies wrong. It wasn't always easy and he always found himself out of place. Not part of the village at any point. Coming of age, he thought back of the days as more of a trial or am testament to his character building for something, good must have come out of such harsh times. If having a choice to live another life, he would pick his own over again.
The Journey
Around the the fourth-teen summer of his life, he became a rider. Much due to telling a lie about his real age, they accepted the boy. But as turned to the rightful age. He wouldn’t wanted to burden his Thane Gísil about his deceit and told the truth. Thus knowing his two years of services and experience would start over, but always being spurred on by his father. Doing his part for the Mark and finding a place where he could be himself, well knowing that everyone is different but in the midst of battle, all that goes out the window. Rich, poor, beggars. Their lives depended on him, being up to task. He was well aware of that, given it took him all his strength to muster the courage before his Thane and starting from anew.
Formally he has eight years of experience, thus ten not known to many but his Riders.
Those who remember him from Garsfeld or those who rode, rides with him. Knows him for too be a cheerful, full of joy and jokes. But in the heat or time of battle the focus is on, where his training and experiences takes over.
Orders by Baldeads former Aethelwigend, he was informed to make his way to Harwick to Regnwald due to his prominent services he would needed there.
Spent some time, riding with Regnwald, Aethelwínged of Harwick. Patroling the Wold. He fell in love with a young shield-maiden of the band, he choose to follow her back to Edoras were she was summoned by Theoden King of Rohan. Sadly due to rumors of the Court, he found himself back in Sutcrofts so near his home. Under the services of Reeve Fastred of Snowbourn. Being content for now.
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Banner: Made by Eirveth. <3
Header: https://www.deviantart.com/sirinne/art/7th-Totem-Arjen-Monsted-635693026 - Artist Sirinne
Rohirrim Encampment : http://www.theconceptartblog.com/2012/11/04/um-pouco-mais-de-wesley-burt-da-massive-black/ - By Wesley Burt
Rider on the horse: https://www.deviantart.com/woutart/art/Eorl-musters-the-North-492578620 - Artist: Woutart.
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Relatives | |
Rivals/Enemies |
Loves | Rohan |
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Hates | Foul deeds, and honourless |
Motivation | Unknown. |
Quotes | “Without integrity and honor, having everything means nothing." |
Baldead's Adventures
Garsfeld | 5 years 7 months ago |
Sealm-getæ | 5 years 8 months ago |
Letter to Eirveth and Baldead. | 8 years 6 months ago |