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Glorthuil

Glorthuil of Eryn Galen, Master Bowman
| Name | Glorthuil |
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| Occupation | Master Bowman, Warrior, Pathfinder. |
| Age | Very old |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Traveler |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance | His hair is cut short, due to the long durations he spends amongst the trees and dancing through the woodland . His eyes gleam a genuine green, his gaze sometimes seeming judgemental, at other times his gaze could seem of the most compassionate, or playful. He wears loose robes as to not restrict his swift and graceful movements, in combat, or dance. His choice of colours being hues of green, and brown as he grew used to during his many years in Greenwood the Great. At times he can be seen sitting quietly, deep in thought or meditation as the wild life, or a conversation happens around him. When he walks, he walks tall, taught muscles sometimes visible through his thinner garments, he walks gracefully, every step placed perfectly. When he runs, his strides take him far, and fast. His laughter can be heard ringing out as he torments his foes amongst the trees, dancing and loosing arrows as he goes. |
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Background
Glorthuil witnessed the changes of Greenwood the great, and at first, fought against them with all vigour. Later, when union was needed, he fought under Thranduil's banner, alongside many he had been troubled by. He studied plants, and animals every way he could. Some of Eryn Galen thought of him as a tutor and at times a leader. Glorthuil left his home and his company of warriors and bowmen, in search of something greater, something pulled him away from home, as did his dislikes push him. He made his way to Eriador, where he has begun to help the efforts against the shadow, though currently joining no faction, he's seen here and there, laying ambushes against the enemy, and dancing by firelight with the friends he comes across.
| Friends | None so far from home |
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| Relatives | His three missing brothers |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Cold night air, old readings of his people's tales, the complexity and simplicity of nature, the sound of wind in the trees. |
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| Hates | Barren lands, Unsubtle ways of war, Dwarves of Erebor. |
| Motivation | To perfect his way of the bow and to find his brothers. |
| Quotes | Do as you wish, as your elders did. |
Glorthuil's Adventures
| Glorthuil's Farewell | 13 years 6 months ago |
| Of the Flower and the Star | 14 years 9 months ago |
