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Wolfhere
Wolfhere
| Name | Wolfhere |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Hunter, Forrester, he was once a Rider of the Mark. |
| Age | 34 |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | At present he lives near Edoras, though he is originally from the Aldburg area. |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Tall, even for a Rohir, and well muscled, Wolfran has the strength and vigour of comparative youth, meshed with the experience of one who has seen many a battle, encountered many a foe. He has sharp features, is quite pale of face, and prone to freckles if in the sun too often. His blue eyes are keen and intelligent, his hair is a pale copper hue, and usually tied back from his face. Sporting a heavy stubble, he feels uncomfortable with a full beard apart from in the coldest weathers. Like many folk of the Mark, he speaks only Rohanese. His experience of other races, cultures and languages is very limited. Dwelling much in the wilds, he tends to wear mostly simple but tough gear, in earthy shades. His main weapon is a spear, a plainly fashioned one used in his military days, and sometimes he carries a shield if required. His sword is of a different form, though. Possibly of a Gondorian smith, it is light and elegent, nore suitable for a noble's use. Wolfhere is certainly no noble, nor descended from one.
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Background
Born into a hard working and loving family, Wolfhere had a good upbringing and most of what any child could wish for, given that his parents were not that wealthy. Something happened a few years ago to change this young rider into a semi recluse. It was nothing to do with battles, for he is no coward, nor ever was. He does not talk about it.
| Friends | They are few and far between. Some close friends have been slain. |
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| Relatives | His mother and sister still live in Aldburg. |
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| Loves | Peace, solitude, the Forrests. |
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| Hates | Shallow and insincere folk, particularly among his own kind. |
| Motivation | |
| Quotes | I need the Wilds in order to cope with other people, not orcs. |
