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Eordis

Eordis

Name Eordis
Status
Active
Occupation
Adventurer
Age
Young
Race
Man
Residence
Traveler
Kinship
Outward Appearance

Muddy red unkept hair, dark olive eyes, small patches of freckles, wears the crest of rohan on her armour which she almost always wears along with her Spear <name>

(made in artbreeder)

Background

Born in 2994TA, Rohan to Éadwell <mother> and Goldhiem <father>, youngest of three, two elder brothers Gléohelm <eldest> and Guthmer <middle>

from an early age she showed a fiery temper, and a longing for battle, always wanting to hear the tales of her ancestors and of battle, but her father would not let her train, she looked up to her eldest brother, who took to the sword, but Guthmer instead took to farming.

when Eordis was 12 years old, an orc raid overran her village, Goldhiem and Gléohelm stayed behind, and perished in the attack, to withhold her family honor Eordis swore an aoth of vengence, but Guthmer would not join, which started a rift between the two

Eordis would disguise herself, taking the name of her brother Gléohelm, and joined a group of rohirrim who traveled the land seeking bounties of raiders and orcs, at first as a squire under a man named Léomund, where she gained tutalage in the art of the spear and javalin

when she came of age, and could no longer hide, she revieled her true name, expecting to be thrown from the group, instead she was welcome with open arms, and when Léomund met his end in a skirmish, was given his horse.

but something burned inside Eordis, and she longed for adventure outside of Rohan, garbing her horse in the style of a dragon, based on the story of her ancestor Elcred, and set off across middle earth in search of greater challanges to satisfy the fire inside her

Her name comes from "Eord" meaning "ground", and "is" meaning "so cold that water immediately freezes to ice"

distant past:

Elfcred <great grandfather> slew a dragon in single combat, charging towards it on his horse, said that fierceness of dragon carried through bloodline

Friends
Relatives
Rivals/Enemies
Loves
Horses, Shouting
Hates
Traveling near cliffs, Dragons
Motivation
To help the peoples of middle earth, to perfect the spear and javalin
Quotes

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