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I was born some 28 winters ago into the House of Freablod and am a direct descendant of Freablod himself. As is the custom of my House, I departed at a young age to serve in the eored of Eofor. I had a knack for tactics, a strong arm and a keen sense of discipline and rose quickly through the ranks. At some point I guess I caught the attention of Eowyn and Eomer and was selected to take the position of 1st Marshal of the Mark. I was honored to take the place of my old comrade Elfhelm, and only hoped I could be half the man he was. I have fought in battles across Rohan, Gondor, Rivendell and even in Mordor. Horses are second nature to me and when not in the "war room" I can be found riding across the countryside. If I had to name a weakness I’d say I have one for the drink. (My blood is often more ale then anything else.) When I need an escape from my duties I have been known to take on different identities, and have created many a legend as such. Occasionally I will set pen to paper and compose a verse or two, but generally prefer the witty banter of a pub to such. Well, it’s time to get back to work, duty ever calls. |