Cúrandir “Pilgrim-Bow” (danja_san)
Race: Elf - Silvan
Height: 6' 5â€
Age: 2247
Family: Brother - Mithrond
Animals: Horse - Rochall
Weapons: Silvan Bow
Personality: Not as playful as most nandorin elves, he is quicker to grief than to laughter; having fought the dark power for nearly two thousand years of the world.
His loyalty to his friends is unquestioned in the north of mirkwood: He loves his king, his people and the great forest Eryn Galen (Mirkwood: as it was before the war).
From his many travels he has learnt to be patient and measured but decisive in his actions; unable to kill without reason, but swift in his retribution of evil souls. Hates only orcs and trolls, but distrusts humans in accordance with their weakness (reserves judgment on the men of Esgaroth and the Beornings who he is more familiar with)
His steadfast loyalty to the Woodland realm, has been recognised by the house of Thranduil.
A controlled and yet ferocious warrior: skilled in the arts of stealth and tracking his enemies.
Despite the marshal nature forced upon him; he has always been deep down a merry elf, free spirited as the sylvan-folk
Appearance: He is thought as Lithe and quick as a woodland dear. Fair as his folk but not renowned for it; he is medium height for a woodelf not as tall as most high elves, with pale skin and long dark hair. His dusk green eyes: Bright and far reaching; ever watchful for the incursion of evil things.
Often seen in the garb of rangers (or not in the case of his prey.); his clothes are finely made and he carries himself with confidence, born of necessity more than vanity.
History:
Born around the year 784 of the third age Curandir had some experience at least of Middle earth free from the shadow of Sauron. The tales he heard as a youngster could not prepare him for the darkening of Eryn Galen ‘green trees’ by the tower of Dol Guldur ‘hill of sorcery’ and the return of the dark lord in about the year 1000 of the same age.
The young Palanduil had however grown adept with the bow taught by his father and his older brother Mithrond. Life in the forest changed from the serenity of his childhood, and he was made aware of the approaching doom upon middle earth at the age of 207; the borders of King Thranduil’s realm were threatened at last.
The first time he saw fell beasts roaming the southern reaches of the forest; he had been scared for his life, and for those of his people. Being skilled in tracking and hunting, he was one of those called upon to warden far and wide; along with his brother.
He became known as Curandir ‘the wandering bow’
When in 2682 his brother was slain, in crude fashion by the servants of the dark tower Dol Guldur; Curandir was stricken from the loss of his kin and comrade in arms. He vowed to fight till the bitter end; even to the gates of the dark fortress.
The fight for Mirkwood lasted two thousand years. Curandir saw much that grieved him in that time; culminating in the breaking of the leaguer and sacking of Dol Guldur.
