Galheneb, "Mister Aspenroot"
Ranger of the North
Young by the reckoning of his people, but not inexperienced
A wandering soul with no fixed place to call home
Galheneb was born with the first break of dawn in a small cottage hidden within the forests of the north. Named "Luck-Eyed" for the fact that the very first thing he saw was the rising of the sun behind the faces of his parents, the young boy would grow to be of a joyous, hopeful disposition, possessing a keen love for nature and the outdoors.
Growing uneventfully into the throes of adolescence and the relative quiet of adulthood, Galheneb followed in his father's footsteps and opted to leave home to become a wanderer himself, drawn to the nomadic lifestyle like moth to a flame. Wherever he wanders, he is often quick to befriend small animals, and his bright, sunny demeanor has been known to earn him teasing looks from his fellow rangers, many of whom treat him as a younger brother. Despite this, however, he is not naïve to the evils of the world, and he bears his duty with faithful determination, safeguarding the north from the threat of the Enemy.
In the lands of men, Galheneb is often known simply as "Mister Aspenroot", a humble logger from the north.
Few, the most of whom are usually smaller than a footprint
He does not speak of them
Small animals of all kinds, notably squirrels, as well as nature and the outdoors. Wandering where he pleases. Merry company, and a good, hearty meal and drink by the campfire. The fulfillment of the oath he swore to safeguard the north.
Anything that corrupts nature, being dismissed on account of his relative youth, the weight of his duty. He also opposes senseless slaughter, needless violence, and unwarranted confrontations.
Protecting the North, as he was sworn to, as well as his little friends.
"See the destruction that Enemy wreaks upon these fair lands - and yet, more often than not, it is the little ones that are forgotten."