Gender: 1
Race: Dunedain
Height: 5' 10
Age: 50
Family: Mother named Gilraen Telcontar and a sister named Glendalind Telcontar
Animals: A hawk
Weapons: Longbow and a long sword

Personality: He tries to keep to himself, seeming to be quite dreary. When talked to, his rather quiet voice seems to make you a little nervous. Since he remains mostly quiet and reclusive, most people do not know his personality, though everyone knows that he is always willing to lend a hand to those in need, as long as it's not against his morals. He also seems rather open when it comes to talking with his family.

Appearance: A black hood and mask cover his face up to his brown eyes, which are always scanning the space before him. His leather jerkin is as dark as a moonless night, belts and pouches wrapping around it. His leggings match his hood and jerkin, his tools neatly put away in the pouches on his belt. His boots are the same color as the rest of his gear, strapped twice around the lower legs. His gloves cover all but his fingers, which are hardned from the years of battle that he has seen. His bow and quiver are strapped over his back, ready for quick and easy use. His sword rests in its sheath on his belt. When he is outdoors, his hawk can bee seen perched on his left shoulder, waiting to send a message or fetch food.

History:

He hails from Gondor, where he makes a living by hunting and crafting arrows and bows. He spends much of his time with his family, feeling that it is his job to protect them. While out in the wilds, he befriended a hawk who he uses to hunt small game. Recently he has been roaming around trying to find a group of adventurers to satisfy his growing want for adventure.

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