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Arzal
Arzal Ravencloak
| Name | Arzal |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | |
| Age | Old? |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Wanderer |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | An older-looking Man. His hair is slicked back, unaturally gray and so is his stubble. Seemingly always alert and ready, his eyes look tired... well, the one that still works anyway. His right eye is adorned with a grim scar, the aftermath of an event, which robbed him of one half of his light. |
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Background
Arzal is rather secretive about his origins. Hailing from a land far-away, according to him without a family... without a trace of a past. Some would speculate that he might be a ghost, a specter manifested during the War, yet Arzal is very much flesh and bone.
Arzal seems to be gathering information about the various organisations and groups active around Eriador and beyond.
He helps out those in need...seemingly for free.
Is it his goodwill, or is he preparing something more sinister?... only time will tell.
| Friends | None |
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| Relatives | None... |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Stargazing |
|---|---|
| Hates | Himself |
| Motivation | Severing the threads of fate |
| Quotes | "I never wanted any of this..." |
Arzal's Adventures
| Whispers in the Fog | 7 months 2 weeks ago |
