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Murrow
Murrow Yarl- The B*stard O' Caren
| Name | Murrow |
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| Occupation | Wildman of Dunland, servant of the Dark Lord. |
| Age | Middle Aged. |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Bree |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance |
Murrow Yarl has a hollow, haunted face. His cheek bones are high and sharp, his eyes sunken and hungry, yellow-gray like a wolves. His hair is long, lanky and unwashed, hanging to his shoulders, it is midnight black. His beard is scraggly and cut with a knife, it too is black, though flecked with silver. Murrow is covered in the horrific scars for which he gets his name. His left ear is missing, with only a twisted lump of skin remaining. His face is covered with scars and cuts, the most noticeable being one across this forehead to his right eye. His left pinky is missing, leaving a stump in it's place. He walks with a slight limp. His neck is covered in a patchwork of burned, mottled flesh that stretches up to his chin. Murrow is lean and muscular, he wears light ragged clothes and furs, he carried a chipped but well-maintained sword with him. |
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Background
Murrow's background is unknown, as he is loathe to tell it. What he does tell is most likely lies. What can be gleaned as true is that he is known as the B*stard O' Caren, Arrow 'ead and Mottle-Neck Yarl in his own country, all these names are derived on account of his numerous wounds. Being from Dunland it is likely he has at some point in his life been involved in raiding. Ever move he makes is the considered, wary move of a warrior, meaning it is likely he has spent a reasonable amount of time fighting in his life.
Murrow is keen to convince people he is a loveable, affable drunk from a quaint background and a good heart, and is often seen in this role. In truth, he is a tortured soul, full of hate and self-loathing. Whatever happened in his life to so twist him is now lost, as he will not say. Murrow's greatest weakness is his absolute hatred of all Rohirrem, which will often cause him to drop his goofy act and exaggerated accent and heckle them, going so far as to draw blades. Murrow trusts nobody and considers everybody a threat.
| Friends | none |
|---|---|
| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies | none |
| Loves | Are few and unknowable. |
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| Hates | Life, Himself, Rohan, The Free peoples. |
| Motivation | Revenge on all the Free Peoples, Victory for the Dark powers. |
| Quotes | Battle is ten percent luck and ninety percent pissin' yourself. |
