Amathlan Dagnirlhug of Evendim
Honorary Warden of Annuminas; though on leave to the Company of the East Road.
Born in the First Age.
He has a small house he is repairing in the forests of Bree-land.
Amathlan was born in Gondolin before its untimely fall. Yet, if one were to ask him where home is, he would answer with "the Vale of Imladris", or even "the company of the Dunedain in Evendim". Although he remembers fondly all of the places he has lived, and all the rulers he has served under, he knows that tarrying in the past will not help him focus on the present. That is not to say there is nothing to be learned from the past - just that he shall not linger in it.
The Last Alliance of Elves and Men was also the last time he saw his sister. She, sick of the bloodshed and the violence, fled to Lothlorien under the sanctuary of Galadriel, and he has not seen or heard from her since. Amathlan cut his losses and returned to Imladris, where he served as one of the guards. The lifestyle of defense wearied upon him, however; and as rumor and proof grew of the Dark Lord's return in the East, he took the opportunity to head north and assist the Dunedain in fending off the attacks of Angmar.
Until recently he had been amongst them permanently, undisturbed, free to assist as he saw fit. However, upon rumor of his sister's return to Imladris, he has decided to regularly make a visit to the Vale to report personally to Lord Elrond, and to search for proof of his sister. He has had to relearn courtly graces and manners, a difficult task when it was accepted for him to be brutish and reserved with the Rangers, as they were fighting for life and death. Yet, he considers it a worthy endeavor, as he knows he cannot linger in Evendim forever.
Currently, he is staying with the Company of the East Road and will be joining them on their venture to the Rhovanion in September. He can now oft be seen seeking the company of Cardanith after the recent death of his sister, Mallossel.
Most await him in the Grey Havens. His sister was recently felled in battle, and he is grieved deeply by her passing.
Orcs, and the vassals of Angmar remain the bane of his lingering.
To try new foods; the ability to forage and hunt for oneself, and to learn to make new dishes, is something he finds invaluable.
Those who would willfully ignore the growing threat upon the lands.
To assist the Rangers in defending the Free Peoples of Middle-Earth.
"What good does being a hero then bring me now? Scars for the masses to gawk at. I am no hero."