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Feanrandir
Feanrandir
| Name | Feanrandir |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | (not specified yet) |
| Age | Old |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Rivendell |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance |
Atop hill, stands a figure of 6,8 inch tall with a birch skinned and elegant posture by sight. It is a he, and Feanrandir he is named. His pointy ears reach backwards over his head, and a glance of sapphire, lit by light his eyes are. A keen nose, a well-sharped and a swan-neck curve along his nose. His cheekbones show little yet also hide not from It's fat, and a pale red lips shown thin above his chin.
If a duty that he does, then nothing he would wear but clasped himself in a cuirass of elven crafted, shapes of golden leaves forged into great beauty. And his shoulders are nothing but a more broad feature as his shoulderpads, alike golden fruit, expand so. Yet, sometimes he wraps himself in a scarf, woven by an artisan, a lady with kind heart, that spent a long time woving from string to string, and her work ended to a warm cape, dyed in blue like the deep ocean that greatly leaps It's waves, stirring ships that dare to trepass the might of the ocean. The scarf doesn't end there, It is merely an extend from another part of his raiment, a back which is his cape, designing his look through many things, aestheticly to name one. The silk-made cape is also added with a hood, though he seldom uses it but putting it back to add warmness to his white neck.
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Background
Of Weapons and Arms
Feanrandir fancies sword which forms claymore alike, though less longer. But his weapon of arms is many and hard to be told what his masterful at. Referrance to his age, that he is well-armed with anything, save staffs and enhancements.
Sword
His most seen weapon whether he is at. His swordsman skill is a mere ordinance with tactics he wrought from his father in ages long past.Greatsword
Most favoured weapon of choice, yet rarely used only at certain occasion, for it is a blade of burden which is held on his back by a strap and needs a no short time to unsheath it wholly and well, save if the foes aren't eager to gut him first. As for little mention or conclusion, greatsword is but utility for him.Dagger
For him, a dagger does naught in battle and a short-reached extension would've gotten himself slain first. Though,often he slips in his wrist, sideways. His dagger shapes no speciality astheticly compared to golden daggers with gems infused in It's feature. It's steel is merely straight and It's hilt covered in leather.Shield
A utility of sword, which he fondly carries alongside. None specify his signature shield, for he carries many shield and few of them were named, or lost. His shield delivers not as a sign of cowardice, rather he finds wisdom and courage in defence.Hammer
Hammer he wields is nothing but for a ceremonial of certain occasion. Only a hammer is owned by him and it was his father's. His hammer is great, so great that it has smitten many foes heart of Noldor, even now his father was away from Arda, yet the astounding glory and jet of valiant remain still in the hammer. It was named Terhat-kaure, means "Breaker of Fear" but that name is lost and now is called Erin enyala, which means "Remains remembered". It is kept in Feanrandir's posession, for his father messaged before his passing to let not the hammer burried and forgotten, but to be kept so his glory and valiant will not be forgotten, or shall ever be.Axe
Little he uses this weapon for an ill reason, as a fell reminder that still lives inside him. He never mentioned but named axes as "Wood's Bane".Mace
"An unpractical use in arms," as Feanrandir mentioned of maces, it's use to wreck havoc upon cuirasses yet never killes target in a swift way, but gruesome as like what machette does. He uses never and name weapons that gruesome alike as weapon of foe.Spear and Javelin
He adores those weapons for It's safeness, for their long extend over distance between the wielder and the foe.Bow and Arrow
With bow he is less eager to use but overtime his bow he tugged through It's string on his back and quivers be put equal to his wrist, for mostly the days are peace to his land so hunting he loves at, therefore a bow would be sufficient to use so.| Friends | (Not specified yet) |
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| Relatives | (Not specified yet) |
| Rivals/Enemies | (Not specified yet) |
| Loves | Of The Sea and that dwells there. Nevertheless, he is fond also and love the earth and overneath it, yet only a mere little for underneath such caves alike, for the shadows and the echoes he is brave not. |
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| Hates | Dreadful shadows and an un-lit light. Sorrow that limits freedom of joy he mostful hates. |
| Motivation | To achieve a great wealth of renown as a warrior and that his deeds will be sung in the Halls of Mandos. |
| Quotes | (Not specified yet) |
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