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Ystcild

Ystcild "Hawk"

Name Ystcild
Occupation
Bounty hunter
Age
Middle
Race
Man
Residence
The wilderness
Kinship
Outward Appearance

Tall and wire-framed, this woman stands at aproximately five feet eight inches tall. Rough-hewn coppery hair crowns her head, sticking out at odd angles to give the impression of wings. Often, small downy feathers, twigs or leaves can be seen caught between the strands. Sparkling sapphire eyes look sharply out of a thin face that might have appeared youthful if not for the crows-feet and weather-beaten skin. Angular features and a long pointed nose should have given her a face like a hatchet, however the seperate parts of her visage combine to have her resemble a bird of prey rather than a hand-tool.

 

Worn leather garb, usually in shades of brown and green, cover her from chin to toe. The left shoulder is scuffed and scratched as if by claw marks. Thick leather gloves also show similar signs of wear. Across her back can be seen a spear, the blackened tip suggesting that it is often used to bank a dying fire. At her right hip sits an old, worn but well-kept sword; a dagger of similar deign is trapped to her left thigh. On her arm, or sometimes her back, is a shield of no particular design or heraldry. Attached to her belts are many small pouchs, presumably containing the tricks of her trade. Nestled amongst these is a coil of rope, a common claw hammer and a small bag of nails.

 

A strong sense of self-awareness and confidence surrounds her; this showing clearly in her steady, unwavering gaze and her long-legged stride. Her head is always held high hinting at a pride earned. Possessed of a light, clear voice, her tone is nevetheless gruff as often as not, although the pleasant lilt of a strong Rohirric accent softens it somewhat. Unfortunately, her ability to speak Westron is somewhat lacking.



She is often seen with Aelaric, a Red-shouldered hawk which can generally be spotted flying in her vicinity or perched comfortably atop her shoulder.

Background

Growing up in the more remote areas of Rohan, Ystcild learned to track and hunt from her father; an honest man whose footsteps she followed in when it came to her profession. She gained her love for the wilderness and her distaste for towns during her formative years.

Some years prior to the present, as her mother lay upon her deathbed, Ystcild was asked to track down and locate her elder half-brother. It took three years, but she found him eventually in Bree. Both parents dead by this time - her father of age, her mother of sickness - Ystcild decided to remain with her last remaining bit of family.... or, at least, in the general vicinity.

Ystcild has never married.

Friends
None
Relatives
Brother: Siward (deceased). Nephews: Seaver, Leofric. Niece: Rowena
Rivals/Enemies
None
Loves
Aelaric, walking, hunting, riding, her family
Hates
Towns, liars
Motivation
Currently adrift
Quotes
The worst thing about so-called civilisation is the lies it forces us to tell; to one another and to ourselves. The wilds are so much more simple; animals, at least, are honest about their wish to kill and eat you.

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