Tiramen
TITLE:
Tellenistron a Ganneldan a Arphadon Nos Earendil (Tracker and Instrument Maker and Retainer of House Earendil), Retired Guardsman -- Tirror of Imladris
DESCRIPTION:
Before you stands a tall fellow, slender and lithe of build. Slightly tanned of skin, he matches it by wearing earth tones of dark browns and faded greens. His soft-soled boots appear to have seen much wear as does his single leather glove that is tucked into his belt, tucked next to it is an archers brace which suddenly becomes as obvious as the ornately crafted bow slung from his left shoulder. A small woodsman's axe and leathern pouch make up the remainder of his belt's accoutrements. A single quiver of arrows with gray fletching lies across his back via a shoulder strap. His hood is pulled back and his hair becomes a rich chestnut that is cropped close. While the eyes, an equally rich shade of brown, imply a wellspring of emotion. His demeanor appears almost eternally passive, as if he is patiently waiting for some occurrence.
PERSONA:
Long a resident of the valley, it is known that he was born herein not long from its founding as a refuge of elves. Come his reaching of maturity, he set out to see the wilds of Eriador and beyond and only recently returned some six years ago to establish himself as a woodsman of some skill. Refining his skills as a woodcrafter under the Awarden Altharon, he further skilled himself as ganneldan to master craftsmen in Mithlond. A love of song and natural things has remarked him to be a peace loving fellow though his skill at archery is well marked. Indeed for a time her served as silmaethor ethiriath. But such times are passed for him and now he seeks to spend his moments with his betrothed, Tingilwen.
HISTORY:
Born roughly 500yrs after the founding of Imladris to a pair of talented musicians, he grew up in Rivendell in relative peace. By his 100 birthday however he found that his knack was not for music, indeed due to his parents tutelage he became quite an accomplished harpist and vocalist. He instead found himself wandering the breadth of Imladris wondering at the myriad creatures within it. Soon almost every inch of Imladris had seen his footsteps and every creature within it knew him well. He made a silent pact to himself that he would kill no thing save what it took for nourishment or defense, for he, too, knew them. He knew them by their sounds and scents, by the markings they left, indeed by every one of their myriad habits. But it was not enough. At the dawning of his first millenium he decided to go abroad. Travelling first to Mithlond he marveled at the great city and its library. There he consulted the great quende philosophers and read of many ancient tomes. He expounded upon his knowledge of the creatures of the world and those he could not find he read about in books. Nearing the end of his second millennia he realized he could spend a bare minimum of another thousand years before he had managed to make a dent in the great libraries. He then decided to move on, the bent for research was just not that strong within him. Travelling thusly to Lothlorien, he found many of his extended family there and stayed with them while studying archery under the master bowman, Aglaorn, whom he had befriended in Mithlond many years before. Soon however the wanderlust had left him. He had traversed almost the whole of the elven kingdoms and he longed for home.
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Tiramen (#29753), Tellenistron a Ganneldan a Arphadon Nos Earendil (Tracker and Instrument Maker and Retainer of House Earendil), ...
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NOTE: Yes, the same Tiramen who's been in and out for years. Firston March, 1999. Former ALA, Trainer, Teacher, 2nd Ager, and general purgator of self through mad bouts of RL disconnects. I make no promises about my regularity anymore. Simply the quality of my rp. As always I am RP_OK and but a page away. :)
PLAN: To graduate (soon!). To get married (right after!). And to finish my mush and get it open to the public sometime before September. (Shyeah, as if.) If you feel like dropping by, here's the addy. endeavor.dreamspheres.net 2376
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AIM: Anshraastionthar
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