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Umberth
Thirianath "Umberth" Faroth
| Name | Umberth |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Hunter,Woodsman,Ranger. |
| Age | Middle Aged,even among his noble folk. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Out in the wilds or in the occasional tavern. |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | An incredibly high Man,compared to the Breelanders,this man stands at 6'6 feet tall. He is clad in the colours of the forests and woods,wearing a green jacket,a hood covering his facial features and the remains of what once was a bright green cloak hang on his back. He wears fingerless gloves and treads with muddy boots,bearing the signs of time and nature.
If you ever get the chance of seeing his face,you could notice his facial features,rather uncommon amongst the Breelanders or their cousins in the North Downs.In fact,he has grey eyes,which reflect a constant tiredness and a certain spark of wisdom,but the same also reflects a certain awareness of his surroundings,always jumping from person to person.His brown hair always kept in a short ponytail and his facial hair are shaved,except for a small goatee on his chin.
He never wanders far without his bow,companion of many endeavours. He also carries with him a small knife which he uses for whittling and a single sword hangs on his waist.
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Background
"All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king."
A curious man,to say the least. Always silent if not questioned,preferring to work with wood than to speak with others. Thus the fact that he is almost always seen working his knife when he rarely visits any settlement to barter for the game he kills while he hunts.
But he's not your common hunter,oh no,not at all. He is much more than what his appearance tells you.
And that strange trinket that can sometimes be seen on his neck, in the shape of a star? Does it tell you something...?
| Friends | Few,which mainly are Dùnedain. |
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| Relatives | His wandering sibling Trevadron |
| Rivals/Enemies | The servants of Angmar and the Enemy. |
| Loves | The North and its landscapes,his bow,hunting,whittling. |
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| Hates | Crowded places,the Enemy. |
| Motivation | To preserve the North and to make Eriador a better place for the simple folk. |
| Quotes | "By waiting and watching in solitude,you begin to love silence and despise any rumor" |
Umberth's Adventures
| The Hunting Game - Part II | 12 years 1 month ago |
| The Hunting Game - Part I | 12 years 1 month ago |
