Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20151122010838/@comment-26863727-20151122154458

(Shiek, Adanak died in the attack so you know. He can't get through everything.)

Name: Darrius

Gender : Male. Usually.

Age: Unknown(Maiar)

Weapons: His trusty claymore Vokmacil, forged from a solidified piece of the Void. Even he doesn't know how the phenomenon came about. It's like this but with a pure black blade and half spheres instead of the shamrock thingies: [1]. He also carries a Noldor made bow from the earlier half of the Second Age. Vokmacil is well balanced enough to use with one hand, but he prefers two because it's actually more agile that way due to its size.

Armor: 6 millimeter thick leather arranged like High Elven armor(you know the criss cross pattern), and underneath it is steel chainmail so fine that you can just barely slip a hair through the rings, making it a lot more effective against thrusts than most mail.

Pros: Swords, archery, hunting, foraging, smithing, enchanting, less magic than most Maiar but what he has he's honed from a blunt baton into a surgical point, he can also change form to a degree. If he's found a reason to personally hate you, you may as well cut your own throat when he sees you on the battlefield.

Cons: When fighting people he hates, he has a tendency to get "tunnel vision". Can be defeated by overwhelming numbers and lucky shots from archers.

Backstory: Keeps the earlier parts to himself, but he's the leader- well, he's technically an advisor to the whole group- of a few thousand strong warrior people that convene in one place for only two weeks once a year. Don't ask them what they're called- they haven't given themselves a name. To the Dwarves they are The Lost, the Men of Gondor distrust them and call them The Forsaken, Rohirrim call them The Moralaik, and praise their skill in battle and the beauty of their women (who also fight), and the Elves call them The Followers. Only in Rhûn and Far Harad are they truly trusted as noble warriors who fight for good, however. He usually travels with a group of Elf triplets, but he's been going it alone for a while.

After hearing about the attack, he immediately set off to find Glosur and his family. He tracked d them to the Rohirrim village, and found their tracks leading towards the Grey Keep. Soon he found that they weren't that far ahead of him.