Egfor "Stag"

Name Egfor
Huntsman, Innkeeper
Middle aged
Outward Appearance

Egfor is a rather tall and broad man, towering over most Bree-landers (6'5"). He has the build of a longbow archer. The man sports a full, golden beard and hair that falls down to a hands width below his collar bone when let down. His blue eyes carry a gentle, jovial look at most times, very seldom are they angry or sad. 
Some, if not most would describe him as loud an obnoxious and quite brazen. He does his best to mind his manners around the elderly, women and children of course. He isn't shy and won't hesitate to approach new people. He is a notorious jokester and flirt. There are rumors that float around this man that he enchants and whisks away young men to be his lovers hidden away in the woods.
He dresses rather plainly, in simple clothes, leathers and furs. He wears mostly earth tones and often in a Rohirric style of clothing. He seldom wears armor, but when he does, it is just simple leathers and chain mail and sometimes a steel helm with a horse hair crest. He always carries a large hunting knife on his hip, and often carries either a hatchet or a Rohirric style longsword with horses engraved on the hilt.
He wears a ring of the Black Steel on his right middle finger.


Egfor is the youngest, having four sisters ahead of him. They all got along rather well. The girls had helped raise Egfor and in turn, he helped look after their children, being described as a kind and caring uncle to his nieces and nephews. His father was an unkind man, a violent alcoholic, his mother, his sisters and Egfor himself to the brunt of the man's anger.
His family had always been farmers, mostly growing wheat, corn and a few other small crops and raising cattle and horses.

War came to the Mark and a muster was called for men to ride for the Hornburg. Both Wulf and Egfor went. Wulf perished in the battle, but Egfor lived on. Devastated by the loss, Egfor fled Rohan, ignoring the muster to ride South to aid Gondor. He had enough of war and loss.

He traveled North and ended up in a quaint place called Bree-Town...

He has quite a few friends and acquaintances. Very few does he genuinely hold dear to his heart
Three daughters, one son; all adopted. Cousin: Wodarel
He claims none, but it is not wise to cross this man.
Alcohol, hunting, practicing with his weapons, riding his horse, men, his daughter
Orcs and anyone allied with them. Ignorance, lack of alcohol, bigotry and bullies, defilers of the land, nightmares. Pears.
Finding himself and building a new identity. To give his children the best life he can.
"You can take the man out of the WIld, but you can't take the Wild out of the man."

Egfor's Adventures

Letter: Ealhwyn to Egfor: A Hasty Reply 2 weeks 2 days ago
Entry 9: Frustrations 2 weeks 2 days ago
Down in the Orchard... 3 weeks 2 days ago
Running With the Wolves 4 weeks 1 day ago
Entry 8: Budding Spring and Romance 1 month 5 days ago
Egfor's Adventures

Egfor's Gallery

Egfor's Gallery