Gender: 2
Race: Men
Height: 6'
Age: 20
Family: father – Freca, mother – Athelwyn, sister - Hild
Animals: A sand colored, gentle horse named Dwimor. Another high-spirited, gray stallion named Wight.
Weapons: A sword of Rohan with a pommel and blade with elvish inlaid in silver(on pommel) and gold(on blade), named Dinlinde. A bow and arrows, and an elvish knife.

Personality: He’s very charitable and kind, but likes to be alone sometimes. He is almost obsessively dedicated to whatever he is working on at the moment, which makes it hard to multi-task but lets him become more skilled more quickly. He can be sort of stand-offish at first but warms up to people fast. He doesn’t forget an insult, especially one to his family or culture. He loves horses, of course.

Appearance: Shoulder length, wavy brown hair. Brown eyes, tanned skin. Thick build, but not fat. A little bit of facial hair. (younger version of pic) He wears a silver, silk shirt of the elves beneath a brown leather jerkin. Over that he wears a dark green duster(the sort of coat Aragorn wears). His boots and gauntlets(the things that cover the forearm) are of Rohirrim design. He wears dark green leggings, too.

History:

He was born in Meduseld, and his mother was a distant relative of the King’s. His father was also distantly related to the Numenoreans. He lived there for several years until they moved to Meduseld after the War of the Ring. His father taught him the basics of swordsmanship for about a year until the Ranger Academy was established. Frealaf was enamored with rangers and decided to go to there. His father gave him his sword as a parting present and the inscription was what his father always used to tell him, ‘Strength of numbers is the delight of the timid. The valiant in spirit glory in fighting alone.’ In the Academy he was given new clothing as he grew out of his old. Eventually he stopped growing though, and he had to repair or replace anything that was worn or broken. When he turned 18 his family sent him the gauntlets and boots, and a new belt for his sword. He was also allowed to keep the horse that carried the goods, since the deliverer didn’t want to bother with the wild thing. Frealaf, as one of the Rohirrim, was more than happy to take on another horse and could manage it within a year. He realizes that his birthday is coming up, but doesn’t want to leave the Academy. He’s considering becoming a teacher and taking students with him on journeys in the wilderness.

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