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Balthen

Balthen
| Name | Balthen |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | None |
| Age | Late Thirties |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Bree mostly |
| Kinship | Indignation |
| Outward Appearance | -Balthen- HIght: Seven foot Build: Broad and muscular, defined Clothing:Often a tunic and trousers or a hauberk along with a cloak and hood ,however at times can be seen in full hard steel mail with a broad chest plate, thick steel gloves and boots. Facial features and Hair: He would be sporting many a scar from past and present day across his face, neck and whole body. From the outset he would look harsh and brutish, with a stern face and the glare that would break your moral. Balthen hairs would be a heavy dark black colour, thick and short.Orignally Balthen would have been a long hair man. Weapons: Balthen would carry one single long sword, some would see it has a massive two handed blade but to Balthen, it would be but a one handed blade. His powerful arms lifting the blade with ease and accurate movement. He would also be carrying a large knife on his lower back region, this blade would look more of a short sword, slipped into a plain hard leather sheath. At times, Balthen may be carrying a shield, but this would be rare.
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Background
Balthen was born and raised of Middle earth, having been born in bree but left there are the young age of sixteen winters, traveling the land and seeing new things with his father and brother, along with his fathers...work beeing a main priority. That only balthen would speak of in person for anyone to find out. He went from corner to corner of middle earth until he came of the age when he decided to leave his father and brother to do his own thing, make his own way and life and do as he saw fit. Balthen, after drinking, fighting and making himself a true warrior along the way found himself deep within the deserts of Harad, with his own band of warriors called the Pale hearts. This band plundered and ravaged camps and small villages through Harad, killing men, woman and child. The pale hand would be known to many in Harad for being one of the most deadly band of warriors in the deserts, In time Balthen found himself with child, a boy. The mother sadly died at birth and Balthen saw it fit to find his son a better land to live in, to find a better life for himself also. He tried to make his way north, the son tragically dying from a fever in Rohan. Balthen had him buried there and then on the plains of the Gap of Rohan. The death of Balthens son was hard on him, it sent him into years of silence and depression. Until he made his way back home, to bree-land to find his mother once more, the mother he had no seen in all the years of being away, finally he had returned him to his birthplace to start a new, but for people like Balthen, thing were not as they were supposed to be.

(Balthen within the desert dunes of Harard)
((Rp with Balthen to find out more on his current situation, random Rp completely welcome))
| Friends | Zurich Harlyn Annsuel |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None known |
| Rivals/Enemies | Many throughout middle earth |
| Loves | War-Power-Swordplay-besting a fellow warrior-books and reading. |
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| Hates | Nobles Irnorance Challengers |
| Motivation | For gain and power, to prove to others there is none that would best him. |
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