​Blakkr Family

Parentage

Mother: Siggrid Blakkr, baker, tailor, and mother. A tall woman, although thin, she bore all the Blakkr children with incident. (Deceased)

Father: Othforn Blakkr, smith and father. A bear of a man, with scarred, thick arms and a beard like a briar patch. (Deceased)

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​Siblings

(Brother) Randrec Blackflail, the oldest sibling. He's valiant, outgoing, and strong, bearing the trademark sable hair of the family and a strong jaw. He fights with a flail, and knows his way around the smithy.

(Sister) Yhera Blacksword, a tomboy type, caring more about the blade and courage than needlework and skirts. Also knows some of her fathers craft, smithing. Fights with a sword, usually a hand-and-a-half for versatility. 

 (Sister) Fynda Blackhelm, shorter than her sister Yhera, but very similar in looks. A raven head, piercing blue gaze, and proud stature are her more outstanding features. Fights with a sword and shield pair, and never enters combat knowingly without her vicious-looking helm on.

 (Brother) Vulhame Blacktongue, the conniving, snake-tongued diplomat of the company. His craft is persuasion, and weapon his words. A hook nose, skinny face, and greasy hair all makes the impression of a sleazy man. 

(Brother) Otsorn Blackbow, scout of the Black Siblings. His aim with a bow is imppecable, and his keen eyes see like a hawks. Quiet, mysterious, and kind, Otsorn is quite small for a man, standing at only shoulder height to his brother Skalforn. Skilled in wood-carving, and keeps a shortsword at his belt for dire times.

(Sister) Olera Blackknife, a smart mouthed rouge, thin and sly. Her mind is sharp as a whip, much like her tongue. Her weapons include two daggers, oft poisioned, and a small, one-hand crossbow. A steady hand makes her a good jeweller.

(Brother) Vulmarc Blackfist, better known as, 'The Bear'. A massive man, no doubt, but he still doesn't match his twins enormity. He fights with his fists, though not bare-handed. He wears gauntlets, specially made, that are thick and spiked to cause terrible damage to foes. He and his twin do most of the hard labour in the company.

 (Brother) Vulangar Blackhammer, twin of Vulmarc. The larger of the two, he stands at nearly 6' 5", with a bulk that'd block most doorways. nicknamed, 'The Ox'. His manner is crude and rambunctious, voice loud, and strength great. Has a knack for smashing things with his massive, two-handed warhammer. 

(Sister) Svana Blackarrow, unique by her snow white hair, that differs from her siblings coal colored-locks. Agility and grace show in her movements. Very shy and quiet, yet stoic in appearance. Uses a bow and arrow in combat. Some called her, 'The White Raven' due to her hair. Her demeanor may not divulge that she's an expert seamstress and tailor.

(Brother) Hvithofdi Blackcloak, a big, brutish looking fellow. He stands taller than all his other siblings, with a barrel-shaped chest and thick arms. No hair grows on his head anymore, but he still does have a close shaved beard. lacking in wits, but not in strength. Fights using a wooden club so large only he can wield it.

(Brother) Skolaric Blackshield, generic in most senses. Black hair, average height and build, and plain features. fights with sword and shield combo, the shield bearing the Black Siblings sigil. A man of honor, Skolaric would rather a horn of ale and a honorable battle than doing taxes or writing letters.

(Sister) Mellah Blacklute, the youngest of the Blakkr siblings. short, skinny, and fair-faced, she remains friendly and polite to all those she meets. Plays the lute beautifully, her fingers deft in movement. Her melodies are her spear, and her mesmerizing voice the shield. Can also cook very well, and made many of the Black Siblings meals when on the road.

((Siblings are listed in a age-descending order))

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Background

 Skalforn was born to a large family that took residence in Dale. Their possessions were modest, and meager at that. Though, with his numerous siblings, he was never a bored child.

At the age of 9, Skalforns life drastically changed: his parents were killed by a desperate thief, whom in his attempt to evade the law, killed both to keep their tongues quiet. This was just a case of being at the wrong place at the wrong time, but even so it had a huge impact on the Blakkr family. Skalforns oldest brother, Randrec, took on a parental role, and decided it was best if the now-orphans left the town that held so much pain. So, they went off, and began to travel with a travelling caravan filled with traders, mummers, warriors, and other folk.

The siblings travelled for some years with this caravan. One of the warriors who guarded it taught Skalforn how to protect himself, using a spear and shield. He also tutored him in the ways of throwing a knife and javelins, besides other survival skills and basic education. His brothers and sisters got similar training, though from different people who favored different weapons. 

Once Skalforn reached 19, he and his siblings decided to cast off from their long-time home; they had the necessary skills under their belt, and had some ideas of how to make a living. Thus, The Black Siblings are born. A mercenary group, comprised of just the brothers and sisters of the Blakkr name. Over the years, their skills became refined, and their job opportunities more plentiful. By the time Skalforn was 28, they were one of the most sought-after companies in both southern Middle-earth and Rhovanion. The Black Siblings had a common sigil, which was emblazoned on shields and armour: a black fist, thrust skywards, and bloodied on the knuckles. Once, this image held so much power, it's very presence would make a nobleman uncomfortable.

When Skalforn was around 40, their was a massive disagreement within The Black Siblings; it drove them all apart, one at a time, until their famed band was no more. Skalforn tried working alone for a time, though found it didn't work out. Over the couple years without his siblings, Skalforn lost most of the gold he'd collected while buisness was booming; soon, he had nothing left. 

Around this time is when Skalforn would've met Skelcar in the Prancing Pony. With no money, a rumbling stomach, and blunt weapons, he struck up a conversation, and found Skelcar was a part of The Bloody Dawn. He offered Skalforn a job he couldn't refuse, not in his current state. From here on out, Skalforn has been running contracts with The Dawn. He's becoming friendly with them- or as friendly as he can be to anyone- and is making a fair profit. His loyalty is to The Bloody Dawn now.

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Translations

Blakkr: Black

((In a continuous state of revision and refining.))