'They say his soul is an empty vessel, only the blood of vengeance can fill it.'

It has been told that a child was born within the safe walls of Carn Dûm, under the eyes of Atharzîr, a Númenorean feared for his ire and malice amongst the servants of the Iron Crown. Some say he has fought the Battle of Fornost and survived, having the true traits given of the High arts. A Black Númenorean.

Artharzîr saw strength in the human child and kept him to be guided the ways of Angmar, to become as fearsome and cruel as Artharzîr himself.

He cared not for the woman that gave birth to his new possession and gave her to his beastly, reckless servants who used her to their liking. The father resisted the request to join the Angmarim forces in his furious rage, when he saw his hopeless, fragile wife for the very last time. He knew she would die a long and painful death. The man mustered his foolish courage to attack Artharzîr in attempt to save his child from becoming a dreadful servant of Angmar. But he failed, his body was parted and his head spiked to warn the outsiders for their preposterous resistance against the will of the Witch-King, the Black Captain.

The young child was given the name of Fintel, which Artharzîr gave the meaning of 'Deadly' in his own, ancient tongue of Adûnaic.

And by that name he was raised, vicious, deadly and merciless. He had never shown any, which fascinated his master. The boy however had issues to communicate with strangers due to his lack of empathy and pity.

The mental state was a great advantage for his teachers, he obeyed without hesitation and grew into a sanguinary killer. The bloodshed and slaughter did not make him a brainless brute, no, not in the slightest. In combat he made use of his velocity and agility , he used his intelligence to best his enemies before he would feast on their bodies by using the helpless men and women for his loathsome torture. His weapons of choice; daggers and swords. 
And once more, no mercy was shown. For he saw them as traitors and deserters, which he hates utterly.

The knowledge to speak Westron and some Adûnaic was given to him by the scholars of Carn Dûm. Fintel was studious and wished his mind to be superior to the others, aswell as his body.

The day came in which Fintel was old enough to be concerned fully trained and perfected in the cognition of the ancient tales, tongues and the sword dancing of his master.

Though he knew who was responsible for the death of those that brought him to life and he murdered Artharzîr in his sleep. The body has never been found.

And south we went, wandering through Eriador with no clear destination. The Iron Crown had lost a worthy ally in the North and his steps were haunted, they were determined to bring him back to his home but failed miserably. There was no trace of Fintel and the riders gave up, his name was struck from the records and they took him for dead. What they didn't know is that Fintel had found his kindred within the borders of Bree-land, a place one would not expect them. It seems like he had found a way to still serve the Iron Crown, and at the same time not be brought back to Carn Dûm. This was the ultimate escape for him and he joined in the ranks of the steadfast, strong and victorious Heirs of Ruin, where he recently gained the rank of High Counsellor to his lady Nalokha, who seems to have enchanted him in serveral ways. For he now serves her by heart and soul.

'This hatred lurks in my mind 
tearing away at everything I am 
until there is nothing left behind.'

This is the story of Fintel or better known as Finn.