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Faerollas

Faerollas
| Name | Faerollas |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Ranger of the North. |
| Age | Middle aged. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Mostly the wild, though he may be found in Esteldín sometimes. |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance | Visuals: Faerollas is a tall man, with 68 years of age and a rather light and pale skin,though he looks young and fresh to the eye His build is rather complex, it seems to be a more athletic build though not that muscle-bound. His face features many things: his gray eyes, his beard, matching his brown, nearly black hair and his many scars (one over his left eye, one going from the upper left corner of his lip to it's lower right corner and one on his right eyebrow). Psychologics: Since Faerollas appears to be in his own company, he is definetly calm, silent and rather lonely. He speaks Sindar elvish and Westron fluently, as well as a bit of Quenya elvish. Weapons: Faerollas usually carries a finely crafted set of weapons, some of them are his longsword, wich he can use with one or both his hands, a dagger wich he carved from a wyvern's tooth, his bow and arrows and many herbs for wound treatment. The way he carries the sheaths of his blades is on his back, alongside his bow and quiver.
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Background
During his younger years, his father kept trainning him as best he could, gladly paying off as Faerollas turned out to be quite skilled at what he had learned. Mastering both sword and bow, he pulled off his sleeves an amazing set of fighting styles, ranging from slow and heavy to swift and light. Later on he would find out his father was captured while scouting an orc encampment, eventually, he had died.
Leaving his best weaponry behind, safe and intact, Faerollas saw the opportunity, and took it for himself in order to honour is fallen family member. He now wanders through the lands, aiding in the task of keeping them ever more safe and if he sets foot on a town he is to be known as Nomad.
| Friends | Sigfread and Fiontann |
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| Relatives | His mother, residing in Esteldín |
| Rivals/Enemies | The serveants of the Dark Lord |
| Loves | To be out in the wilds, simply. |
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| Hates | The armies of the Dark Lord. |
| Motivation | To see the lands safe, and the hordes of Sauron slain. |
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