Valkyrie
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Eredhion
Name: - Eredhion (Air-eh-thee-on) Tollsmith
Age:- 34
Gender: - Male
Skills: Excellent at hand-to-hand combat. Ever since he was a boy, Eredhion has had a sword in his hand all the time. Weither it was in a play with his family, playing with his brothers, or as he got older, actualy training, Eredhion was a natural. He not only was skilled with the blade, he also enjoyed sparring with others. He has stroven to always make himself better, which has made him into the great swordsman he is today.
Race: - Human
Hair: - Dark Ash
Eyes: - Bright Blue
Home Village: - none, his family traveled a lot
Parents: - Vanya (deceased) & Gwedhiel Tollsmith
Siblings: - 5 brothers, 7 sisters. He is the middle child, the third eldest son
Character Personality: Eredhion is a very kind man, he was raised with as loving family and kind but stern parents. He has the personality you can't help but love. Comming from a poor family himself, and knowing how wealth makes people act, Eredhion would rather spend a week with the homeless than a lifetime with the wealthy. He has had many an oppurtunity to become a rich man, but he always turned it down because he knew that with wealth came greed, with greed, selfishness, with selfishness, lonleiness. Although kind and gentle hearted, Eredhion has his bad points tool. He has a bad temper that flares up from time-to-time, especially when he sees someone being mistreated. If he feels someone is being treated unfairly, he will stop at nothing to help them. He is also very impatient.
Character History: Born into a family of traveling entertainers, most believed Eredhion was destined for nothing more than to become a juggler. But he proved them all wrong.
It started when he was 12 years old and found an injured baby dragon outside his family’s encampment. Unaware of what else to do, he searched the woods for someone who knew something of it. He found an Elven encampment, where the Dragon had come from. He got in trouble with the Elven council, but was forgiven because he helped the dragon. They cast a spell on him so he could never speak about what had happened, and sent him on his way.
His life got pretty boring for a few years after that. Then when he was 16, his family was hired to entertain at a dwarvin prince’s birthday party. He got into trouble with the dwarves when he made friends with a young dwarf and found secret tunnels.
Basically he has a knack for finding out things he’s not supposed to.
When Eredhion was 19, just barely a man, his father died in an accident. His mother was deeply grieved by their loss, and took to staying in her wagon for days on end. Eredhion was only the third eldest son, but the eldest was married and the second eldest was irresponsible and foolish with a bad habit of gambling, so Eredhion was left with the majority of the responsibility of looking after his mother and siblings.
He arranged all their performances and finances for the next 5 years. His mother never left her wagon during all that time, until, one day they were in a small village performing tricks for a few coins, she came out. All the children were shocked, but his mother just came back to life as if nothing had ever happened. She came back stronger than ever, and in a way, put Eredhion out of a “job”.
Left with this sudden change in his life, 24-year-old Eredhion began to rethink his life. He had just decided to go to higher school when he met Tûrin.
Tûrin was a wise gryphon, he saw in Eredhion, a great warrior; and so began their journey together as a team.
Together, they became great warriors. As their fame for fighting for good spread, Eredhion and Turin began to be invited by nobles and the like to their homes. At first the accepted every one they got, then they realized how pompous and arrogant the nobles were and began to decline every invitation they got. But one day, a runner informed them that the leader of the Varden had requested their presence. They knew they could not decline an invitation from the Varden, so they accepted. They were surprised by their kind nature, so unlike the other nobles they had met. They ask them to join their forces and they readily accepted. Now they fight to bring peace to the world once again.
Weapons: A collection of small daggers he has collected over the years. Two plain ones for hunting and the like, one from the elves, it has a yellow handle and a curved blade, & one from the dwarves.
Likes: - Being around people. Flying with Tûrin. Smart women who arent afraid to show it.
Dislikes: - Being alone, being seperated from Tûrin. Unfairness, pain and suffering. People who kill for the sport of it.
Animal Companions: - Tûrin, a gryphon
Character's Physical Description: Tall and broad shouldered he has a very commanding presence. You can't help but notice him when he walks in a room. He has bright blue eyes that you can loose yourself in and thick, hair of a dark ash color. He has large arms from long hours of practising with his sword.
Dreams for the Future: - To help the Varden to bring peace to the humans once more.
Reason for Dreams: - He has seen too much death and suffering at the hands of Galbatorix and his kind.
Alignment/side: - Varden
COMPANIONS:
Name: - Tûrin (Too-rinn)
Species: Gryphon
Age: - 58
Gender: - Male
Parents: - unknown
History: Hatched the younegest into a large family of gryphons, Tûrin was generally left out alot.
He left on his own at a young age (30, very young for gryphons). For four years he wandered the world, learning much. He became very distressed by the humans plight, and decided that when he came across a suitible human, he would pair up with them and fight evil.
When he met Eredhion, he knew he was the one right away.
Personality: Like all Gryphon’s, Tûrin is very wise but a bit prideful, especially of his looks. (Which are actually very nice for a Gryphon)
Appearance: Tûrin has thick feathers, of a rich brown that fade into silver. His claws are a healthy yellow. His head is mostly brown; he has a fluffy chest like a lion. He has the head and neck of a great eagle and the body of a lion. He stands about 6 feet from the ground at shoulder.
Amour: – He has a metal shield to cover and protect his chest during battles, but he doesn’t use it much as it restricts his movements when he is flying
_________________ Before you talk, listen. Before you react, think. Before you spend, earn. Before you criticize, wait. Before you quit, try. ~ Ernest Hemingway. You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something in your life. ~ Winston Churchill ... Bad Wolf
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