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Iphant

Iphant/Greybark

Name Iphant
Status
Active
Occupation
Ranger.
Age
He has lost count.
Race
Man
Residence
Unknown.
Kinship
Dunedain of the North
Outward Appearance

One could mistake Iphant for a living statue, for so still can he stand when watching and listening, and so time-worn are his features. Indeed his appearance speaks of many years under the sun, but exactly how many is difficult to tell.


Rough hands, swollen from hard labour and stained from pipe-smoke, habitually comb through his salt-and-pepper beard—  a sign of mixed heritage which only the very wise would mark.


Iphant also dresses in leathers and hand-dyed linens which have seen numerous repairs. Long supple boots climb up to his knees where a clear mud line indicates time spent off the beaten track in some marsh or stream. In the rain, a woollen cloak and a broad hood provides ample shelter, but in the hot summer it is often rolled around his quiver alongside a sheepskin that serves as a bedroll.

 

At his hip hangs a small carven cup and moleskin pouches, containing all the essentials required for eking out a living in the wild. And most importantly of all, a sharp knife is tucked away never far from reach.

Background

'We may not be so high in his counsel as to tear bread with Lord Arador', said Iphant's father; 'but we are all kinsmen, even from afar. You, my son, will follow me into the wild, as I did my father, and his father before him. But I did not name you Iphant 'Long-lived' in vain ambition! For if foresight is upon me, you shall endure many trials and yet rival even the noblest of our kin in the span of years.'

 

Although Iphant's lineage ranks amongst the least of his kind, it is his remarkable longevity and mastery of the wild that has earned him respect amongst the Dúnedain. Of matters concerning birds and beasts, only the Brown Wizard would know more.

For almost seventy winters Iphant has waged a private war against trespassers of the North with seemingly very little provision. And though he still roams the borders of the old kingdoms, Iphant's nose has occasionally led him beyond the Misty Mountains where he is known as Ivan amongst the Northmen, and Greybark to the Dwarves.

From other Rangers he is distinguished most of all by his dog, Tana (from Sindarin meaning to "Point towards"), who loyally follows in her master's wake and silently alerts him to the dangers ahead.

Friends
His dog, Tana.
Relatives
The northern Dúnedain
Rivals/Enemies
Hunger, and the occasional orc.
Loves
His dog.
Hates
An unsharpened knife.
Motivation
Find the next shelter, pick up the next trail, eat the next meal.
Quotes
‘The more one knows, the less one carries.’

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