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I was born in a small town of the Eastmark, nineteen years ago. My dad was in charge of a part of the eastern boundaries. One of his first accomplishments was to build a tower on the mountains behind his town. The town where I lived was small and nice. A fortified house constituted the center of the town and from it all the streets of the town developed. Since my teenage I had been trained to fight with a longsword. I have always been taught to bring with the most complete equipment I could gather at the moment when I traveled. This is why you might see me sometimes with a short spear on my back, a sword on my side, a bow on a side of my horse’s saddle and the quiver on the other. I always bring with me a dagger, with a crossguard of gold, but I never tell anybody where I hide it. My dad, one day, had to leave the village for some orcs were attacking the tower, he never returned. Of the one hundred men who went with him only five returned. They told us about the massacre that took place, so I swore on my dad’s sword that I would either die or kill the band of orcs. Guided by the five men who had survived and followed by fifty of the best Riders, I followed the tracks of the orcs. After one week I reached them and, during the night, all the orcs met death. We tortured them and what I did was disgusting. Every day I ask Eru to forgive my savage acts, for the visions of what I had done were persecuting me. I started to wander through Rohan, and one day I heard that in Meduseld they were looking for volunteers for the cavalry. I decided to go and put my bloody sword under the command of someone wiser than me. In the cavalry, I finally learned a little self discipline. My parents always tried to teach it to me, but I was very stubborn. Under the command of Helm Hammerhand I was initiated to the cavalry. Under the command of Eledhwyn I started to participate a whole lot in the activities of the cavalry. I started to propose to Ele ideas for quests and structure of the cavalry. Under her wise guide I gained the rank of Paethfindian of the Mark. Rank that I currently hold with pride. But my destiny has already been traced. My oath is still unbroken, and it will remain so until the forces of darkness will raise a third and last time. |