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piosenniel · 05-04-2006, 12:47 AM

Dimturiel's character

NAME: Edhener

AGE: 25

GENDER: Male

WEAPONS: One sword, being a gift from his elder brother.

APPEARANCE: Tall, with shoulder-length light brown hair and keen grey eyes. He looks much younger than his real age. He sometimes has a vacant expression, that could make him seem unapproachable.

PERSONALITY/ STRENGHTS/ WEAKNESSES : He prefers solittude and tends to mistrust people, but when he does become attached to someone, he shows unwavering loyalty to that person. He knows what to do in difficult sittuations and is quite good in battle. Still, he is slightly impulsive, and tends to do rash things when provoked. People who do not know him well, despise him, considering him arrogant and odd.

HISTORY: He was born in a family of four others- three sisters and one brother- of which he was the youngest. He and his brother took part in the battle of Pelennor Fields, where his brother was killed, and he was wounded. He lives together with his parents and one of his sisters, the two others being married. He is courting a maiden renowned for her beauty, but for her pride also, and would do anything to win her.

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Dimturiel's post

Edhener was standing in front of the White Horse inn, watching the setting sun. Evening was his favourite time. It was pleasant to watch the sinking sun, as it carressed the geen fields of Rohan, making them blush scarlet. Evening brought memories into his mind, memories which he cherished as if they were some wonderful things crafted with great devotion by his own hands. But even the memories could not make him forget the happenings from the last few days. And whenever he thought of them, his eyes flashed with anger.

Where had he gone wrong to recieve such cold treatment? Was there anything he could do, in order to bring a twinkle of delight in the eyes that lately flashed with distaste at the sight of him?

The thought of brave deeds sprung to his mind. He saw himself riding to meet a large army of enemies, or battling with all the fiends ever spawned in the world, untill he fell, worn out and wounded. Then he pictured himself being brought home in the arms of one of his companions, and he saw the proud disdainful eyes filled with tears of regret and concern...

Edhener tried to still his fantasies. The war was long over. Gone were the beasts that brought terror and ruin into people's hearts, gone with them the chance of young men winning renown by fighting them.

Unless the rumours were true, and then he might have a chance of proving his worth. But who would take him? True, he had friends that could reccomend him for his valour and his fighting skills, but too many people considered him odd and unfriendly, an unsuitable companion for any expedition.

"I would prove them wrong, were they to give me a chance."he thought. "I would prove everyone wrong, including her"

His head bowed with the burden of so many thoughts, Edhener turned his back to the darkening world and entered the inn.

05-04-2006, 12:47 AM	#8
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Dimturiel's character NAME: Edhener AGE: 25 GENDER: Male WEAPONS: One sword, being a gift from his elder brother. APPEARANCE: Tall, with shoulder-length light brown hair and keen grey eyes. He looks much younger than his real age. He sometimes has a vacant expression, that could make him seem unapproachable. PERSONALITY/ STRENGHTS/ WEAKNESSES : He prefers solittude and tends to mistrust people, but when he does become attached to someone, he shows unwavering loyalty to that person. He knows what to do in difficult sittuations and is quite good in battle. Still, he is slightly impulsive, and tends to do rash things when provoked. People who do not know him well, despise him, considering him arrogant and odd. HISTORY: He was born in a family of four others- three sisters and one brother- of which he was the youngest. He and his brother took part in the battle of Pelennor Fields, where his brother was killed, and he was wounded. He lives together with his parents and one of his sisters, the two others being married. He is courting a maiden renowned for her beauty, but for her pride also, and would do anything to win her. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dimturiel's post Edhener was standing in front of the White Horse inn, watching the setting sun. Evening was his favourite time. It was pleasant to watch the sinking sun, as it carressed the geen fields of Rohan, making them blush scarlet. Evening brought memories into his mind, memories which he cherished as if they were some wonderful things crafted with great devotion by his own hands. But even the memories could not make him forget the happenings from the last few days. And whenever he thought of them, his eyes flashed with anger. Where had he gone wrong to recieve such cold treatment? Was there anything he could do, in order to bring a twinkle of delight in the eyes that lately flashed with distaste at the sight of him? The thought of brave deeds sprung to his mind. He saw himself riding to meet a large army of enemies, or battling with all the fiends ever spawned in the world, untill he fell, worn out and wounded. Then he pictured himself being brought home in the arms of one of his companions, and he saw the proud disdainful eyes filled with tears of regret and concern... Edhener tried to still his fantasies. The war was long over. Gone were the beasts that brought terror and ruin into people's hearts, gone with them the chance of young men winning renown by fighting them. Unless the rumours were true, and then he might have a chance of proving his worth. But who would take him? True, he had friends that could reccomend him for his valour and his fighting skills, but too many people considered him odd and unfriendly, an unsuitable companion for any expedition. "I would prove them wrong, were they to give me a chance."he thought. "I would prove everyone wrong, including her" His head bowed with the burden of so many thoughts, Edhener turned his back to the darkening world and entered the inn. Last edited by piosenniel; 05-04-2006 at 11:52 AM.