Race: Dunedain Men
Height: 6"6
Age: 37
Family: Calin was his mother and Bergen his father
Animals: A black stallion called "Eidolon"
Weapons: A quiver and bow, a healthy-sized blade

Personality: There is no real word to suite a man of his attitude. No, this does not mean he is of the crueller, impatient trait, no, Deollyn speaks few words as he goes about his business. Thus, the man is sought after as being extremely secretive and mysterious to all who cross paths with him. He does not have a family that and speak of nor seem to have information about, and so he makes his way about as a traveller. A ranger, as he is, he is perfectly suite for the occupation. Though he seems fearless, the inner haunting within his soul is of his fathers spirit. Bergen wanted him to become a soldier of Gondor, but that was not where his heart was. It was with the Northern Rangers.

Appearance: Being a man of mystery, Deollyn is usually seen clad in a forest green cloak that is usually shadowing his chiselled face. He has fine brown hair that reaches to his earlobes and his stance is broad-shouldered though not overly dominant. When one was to look him in the eye, they would see an endless depth of brooding soul and thought that could not be understood. The bow he carries in made of a maple-like wood, and the elvish engravings upon it are difficult to read, thus, none have ever really tried to analyze what they speak of or quote.

History:

Though few know of this man’s history, it is said that he was born in Minas Tirith, his father being a soldier and his mother a peasant. He was the youngest of two children, having one older brother, whom, of course, was the better sought out one of the family. His mother died when he was only 8, leaving his father to care for the two brothers. This was not easy for Deollyn, as his brother, Aronar, was always better treated while he was the breadwinner of the family. And so, with his father and brother putting immense amounts of pressure for him to be meet his fathers expectations, he ran away. This was when he was 12. He rode on horseback upon a chestnut horse until he arrived at Edoras, and he settled there. Soon he travelled North through Mirkwood where he was said to receive his blade and bow. Now he has found himself in the Northern lands of Eriador and Bree, travelling throughout as a Ranger of the North.

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