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Candruth

Candruth

Name Candruth
Occupation
Soldier, Wanderer, and Farmer
Age
Not young, but not old either.
Race
Man
Residence
Tends to wander the various places of Eriador. Can be found quietly enjoying a drink at the Pony.
Kinship
Outward Appearance

He has long, light blonde hair that he usually wears pulled back. His face is hard and chiseled, his skin tanned from much time under the sun. He is tall and sinewy, as his body is used to hard labor. His eyes are a shadowy dark grey and difficult to read. His clothing is well worn and shabby, and he wears various chain and leather hauberks which are often cut and patched from many battles. He wears dark, earthen colors, and is often mistaken for one of the Rangers of the North. 

Background

Brandon, son of Brandeth, hails from the farm fields of Dale, having once been a part of the militia and a farmer living a simple life. After a horrible occurance involving his wife and unborn child in which he was responsible, he fled west. He was renamed Candruth by a small handful of elves after an encounter with them on the edge of Lothlorien and encouraged to seek council from Elrond. After doing so, he was sent west to investigate stirrings which could threaten the entirety of the Ring-Bearer's mission.

 

He reached Bree at last where he, on a whim, volunteered to the summons of a stranger at the Prancing Pony and was introduced his future liege, Lord Jimii. He joined the ranks of The Forgotten Kingdom, vowing his sword to the army being gathered to retake the North in hopes he will be able to redeem himself for his crimes, during which time he befriended Kalesiar, an ally to the Dunedain and Lord Jimii. He was recently knighted. After a time and due to undisclosed reasons, he left the services of Lord Jimii to wander east for recouperation and to come to terms with his past. Since then, he has lent his shield to the aid of his old friend, Kalesiar.

Friends
Kalesiar Lor, Razzajan (deceased), Haelin
Relatives
None
Rivals/Enemies
None
Loves
A good smoke and a drink; battling anything evil; having a purpose.
Hates
Himself; being reminded of his past; anything evil.
Motivation
Redemption
Quotes

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