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Aldnarth

Company Master Aldnarth Famondell

Name Aldnarth
Status
Active
Occupation
Armourer and trader
Age
Mid twenties
Race
Man
Residence
Traveller
Kinship
Outward Appearance

Aldnarth has a well rounded out look. His arms are beefy with cuts, burns and bruises on them from his time working in the forge. His attire usually consists of more lucrative wear, for his families wealth in trade and trade. His beard combed into a comely shape ready showing him to be aware of his appearance and stature, his hair is often tied back in a pony tail from when he's been in the forge or tied under his bandanna. 

His voice is deep and striking, a hearty bellow, but still young as he is only in his mid 20s, his accent is that of a man from Dale ((southern england))

Background

Aldnarth's upbringing was privileged, compared to the majority of beings in Middle Earth, his father, Aldulf was a traveling merchant, and quite a successful one to boot. Unfortunately, he was often left with his mother, Frydrun, and grandmother, as his father would be out traveling Middle Earth, with his company of traders. His travels took him from his family in Dale, to the Grey Havens in the west and the white city of Minas Tirith in the East. 

In awe of his father's exciting life, growing up, Aldnarth always dreamed of traveling with his father, but alas, his father would never allow him, even though his uncle, Mulslaf, would argue for him. 'He isn't a man yet, brother, when he is old enough he shall come.' This speech was made on every eve of their next travel, and every time, Aldnarth would sink lower into a depressed state.

However, one Yule morning, his father and uncle were home for a short while, and his uncle took the young adolescent Aldnarth out for a walk in the crisp morning dew of Dale's streets. He gave him a few words of advice, he said that if Aldnarth really wanted to share journeys with his father and uncle, then he must be of use and be able to defend himself, Mulslaf picked up a stick from under a large auburn oak tree and tossed it to the youth, he then picked one up for himself adn proceeded to mock duel with the sticks, after a brief session of laughter his uncle said to  him, "If you cannot defend yourself, young Aldnarth, then how can you protect your family? Protect the trade? You must learn." Every day from that point on, Aldnarth and Mulslaf would practice whenever he was in Dale, and when he would leave he would practice with the sword master in the garrison, on request of Mulslaf.

By the Yule of the following year, Aldanrth proved to his father he was ready to accompany them on their next journey, but Aldulf looked down on his son, and said "No." . With no other words his father walked away his uncle stunned at the events that took place. Mulslaf took Aldnarth to the side and said to him, "You're coming with us, whether your father wants it or not.". Mulslaf then devised a plan for Aldnarth to hide under one of the tarps on a carriage until they were far enough away that his father wouldn't turn around.

A rider came one day, for Aldulf, he brought grave news with him, Frydrun, Aldnarth's mother, was dead. Taken by sorrow Aldnarth screamed and jumped out of his hiding spot, and started hitting the messenger, calling him a liar. Still in shock, Aldnarths appearance didn't register with his father, who was down on his knees, crying to the blue yonder.

Soon after, Mulslaf left to take care of the burial, and Aldulf turned to drink. The caravan continued to a town called Bree, some traders in the company let Aldnarth know it was a hive of travelers and trade. Once there, the company took it as business as usual, hi, due to the death of his wife, Aldulf became shaken and frail, he spent many nights at the inn, drinking away his problems and gambling away his guilt. Unfortunately, Aldulf wasn't a good gambler, he made some grave bets with men who put fear into men. Aldulf lost the company, and with it, their wealth. The traders left with their new leader, and didn't return to Bree.

Now a young man, Aldnarth sets out to rebuild his family's fortune, company and honour. Aldulf disappeared one night, never to be seen again, Aldnarth hasn't seen him since and has been living of what wealth he could save from his father's downfall.

Friends
Thirenel
Relatives
Mother: Frydrun (Deceased) Father: Aldulf (Unknown) Uncle: Mulslaf (Unknown)
Rivals/Enemies
None
Loves
Blacksmithing, gambling and trading
Hates
Exploiters and gambling
Motivation
To restore his family's trading company
Quotes
The world may shape you, but your actions shape the world.

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