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Eomere

Eomere Eothorn, Rider of Rohan

Name Eomere
Status
Active
Occupation
Mercenary, Businessman, Rider of Rohan
Age
30 - 40
Race
Man
Residence
Living in Bree, mostley in Taverns and camp sites.
Kinship
Riders of the Riddermark
Outward Appearance

Eomere is a strong, and well built man, sizing up to around 6"4. He has long blonde hair, and a short blonde beard. He now has one working eye, the other slightly damaged in battle. He would usually wear an eyepatch, but if not, his eye would appear grey and bloodshot. His other eye, however, is a deep blue. He would come across the most as quite handsome. but his few scars and obvious eyepatch may put some off him.

He carries strange blade at his side, one that he seems to be attached to. But you will have to find out why that is yourself.

 


 

 

Background

A page ripped from the diary of Éomere Eothorn:
 
This is an account of what has happened, so far in my life.
I was born in Rohan, in a small village inside the Eastemnet. I lived a quiet childhood, with my Mother and Father, and my two brothers. Eodred and Eomar. Whilst my brothers took they're own paths, I set out to becoming a Rider, like my father. He trained me, and taught me everything he knew. When I was 16, my father vanished. The riders told us he had died in battle. But I thought otherwise. This devastated my mother, she didn't speak, or even leave the house for two years. When I was 18, I joined the Rohirrim myself, leaving the guard of the village to my younger brother, Eodred. I knew he wasn't old enough, but I was eager to ride with my fathers Eored. This led up to the turning point in my life.
 
I returned to my village one night, after a long days ride. I saw smoke on the horizon. Not taking much interest and ruling it out as a campfire, I took my time returning. It was too late when I saw my village, burnt to the ground, my brother, badly wounded, and only a few souls, scattered around, shattered, and devastated. My parents house, and everything we owned burnt to the ground, along with my mother. Eomar vanished, he was not seen till a long time after the attack. I instructed my brother to leave Rohan, as it was far too dangerous for him. He headed for Eriador, and Bree land.
I stayed in Rohan for a few more years, Riding with my Eored, seeking revenge, but that revenge went cold. I headed for Bree also, in search of my brother. But upon my arrival, I found him in a lot of trouble. I watched as a dark witch, ripped him apart, there was nothing I could do. I found my other brother Eomar, in Bree also. But he had takes a much more different path than me. Now I ride with the few riders trapped on the other side of the gap. We aim to head back to Rohan, and join with the king.
I fear my path my get a lot more sinister.
Éomere.
 
Since the Discovery of this Diary, nobody has seen or heard from Eomere. One night, he never returned from patrol. After a few weeks of searching, he was added to the long list of dead riders. His name is mentioned sometimes amongst the men and women of the mark, talk of his great compassion and skill. But to them he is but a legend, claimed by war.
Friends
Eorland, Thylance (Deceased), Arthumir, and more.....
Relatives
Father: Unknown Mother: Unknown Brother: Emdar (Deceased)
Rivals/Enemies
Anything that is a threat to either Eomere, or Rohan.
Loves
Riding, battle, being in charge.
Hates
Anything he takes as a threat.
Motivation
The state of his home, gives him the motivation to defend it.
Quotes
'After every dark night, theres a brighter day.'

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