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Jarkil
Jarkil Kalevi, the exile of Forochel.
| Name | Jarkil |
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| Occupation | Servant of a Merchant from Gondor. |
| Age | Probably in the late teens. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Currently travelling. |
| Kinship | None. |
| Outward Appearance | He was tall, yet slender Build the young Lad from Forochel. His hair was dark and untamed and nor did it appear to have been cutted or shortened in years. And if one were to meet his gaze a most curious detail might even come to mind, his eyes.. Many Men and Women in the past had before seen the wild nature in his eyes, some had even said it to be; "Primal."And his clothes surely did back such a thought up, for they were rugged, and made only out of fur and leather. And around his neck multiple necklaces hang, decorated with lucky tokens, teeth, and all sorts of strange things that many Southern Men would call; Trash.Yet when seen on the road he would be carrying a large dark spruce bow, along with a rough homemade quiver filled with crude arrows. At his hip a sword would be sheathed in his belt, though something would seem utterly strange about this Sword, the hilt... The hilt, made completely out of Bone. |
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Background
"Jarkil, that's his name right? I don't like him, i'll tell you tha'aye. He is one of them Strangers from up North, i would suggest people to stay awa'from him."
- Barliman Butterbur, Owner of the Prancing Pony
Far from the lush fields of Bree, and the warmth of the summer, lies the land of Forochel. A place where the land has no master, but the Predators that has claimed the realm as their hunting grounds. And yet it is said, that there is a folk among the slopes of white snow. A folk which calls themselves; The Lumi-Väki.
One of these Savages once wandered South, a youngling in our world, yet a hunter in theirs.
His name was Jarkil, or so he called himself. Alas, he was looked down upon by many in the Southron world. Yet did they despise him? Or was it the fear of the unknown? I dare not say.
As for Jarkil, he almost seemed more than a lone wolf. Always wandering around in the City's of the Southern world, dressed in the primitive garments of the Lumi-Väki.
And yet they say, that the Lumi-Väki rarely travels alone.. So I ask, why is he not among his own folk?
Stories of Jarkil's past:
The full tale of Jarkil Kalevi Chapter 1.
The full tale of Jarkil Kalevi, Chapter 2.
Song composed and created by the band; "Wardruna."
| Loves | To wander and hunt, is Jarkil's passion. Yet he has grown quite fond of studying the behaviour and culture of the Southern Folk, recently. |
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| Hates | The Susi-Väki (The Wolfmen of Forochel), Ale, and all who shows hostility towards his; Friends or family. |
| Motivation | To pay off his debt to Rinni, after their Journey to the Northern realms. |
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Jarkil's Adventures
| The Evendim hunt, part 1. | 13 years 6 months ago |
| The full tale of Jarkil Kalevi, Chapter 2. | 13 years 10 months ago |
| The full tale of Jarkil Kalevi Chapter 1. | 14 years 2 weeks ago |
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