Name: Alegorath (A-leg-OR-ath), Ectheleon Ranger Age: 74 Race: Dunedain Sex: male Hair: long and black Eyes: blue Weight: 200 Height: 6' 1''
Weapons: three and one half foot long broad sword, delcately designed and forged by elvish smiths, double edged, with a blood score running down the center of the blade, simple hilt: cross-tree hilt, leather cord bound grip, red gem in pommel. Longbow, used by Dunedain rangers for long distance warfare. Four foot long bow sung by expert elvish bowcrafters, elvish twine bow-string, double plated leather grip. Armor: leather jerkin and pants, clad brown and green for forest travel, short sleeve and long legged. Elvish cloak (green) for warding off chills and camoflauge. Bow guard on left arm colored a light green. Leather gloves for better grip and for prevention of friction.
Strengths: He is a powerful hand-to-hand warrior, works well under pressure. He is a excellent shot and has a steady hand. He is quick on his feet and able built. Weakness: He is a ranger raised in the forest, he does not do well in open warfare and in the water. He is an ordinary man by strength standards and is not the strongest man alive (nor does he boast to be) Skills/Magic: He was raised by elves and he is blessed by them to have elvish reflexes and senses. He was born a Dunedain ranger so he has an abnormally long life. His life does not compare to the long lives of the elves but moer of the dwarves, who live to be in their three hundreds or so (as long as they are not cut down by sword or sickness).
Personality: He is loyal and one of the few people following the Old Code. Chivalrous in nature and deed. He refuses to leave a man behind and often sticks his neck out for his comrades. He does not like defeat but, he is able to accept it gracefully. Appearance:
He looks sorta like that but his hair is longer and darker, and he has no facial hair. HIs jerkin and pants are green and brown and his cape is lighter green, the color of leaves. His boots are brown like that and his leggings (what looks like a skirt) is that color
History: He was born in the citadel of the Dunedain in the far north. Whnethe citadel fell, he was taken to the elvish city of Artimaius, where he was raised by a noble elvish family named Lothloria. He was adopted by this family when he was only two and was trained as an elf. Since he was taken so young, he took on some elvish charcteristics such as speed, and enhanced senses. He was taught about the earth as the elves see it. He learned the way of the warrior starting at his fifteeth birthday where he was taken by a general in the evlish corps. He returned home on his twentieth birthday and met with his family for the last time. He left the shelter of the elvish woods and wnet into the service of Ectheleon, King of Wanir. He learned to further his weapons mastery by the greaatest of tutors and became a Citadel Guard when he was only twenty-seven. He fought for the king under the kingdom was destroyed by orcish brutes. He was out on a quest, protecting the king's son, when the orcs took over. He then became a wanderer at the age of forty-three and has been a ranger ever since. He wonders the entire world searching for adventure and glory.
Im bored, what else is there to do?
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