[hider=Húrin] [CENTER][I]Character Theme –[/I] [URL=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KacNLlPS5WY]Hero (Elizaveta)[/URL] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [url=http://gerryarthur.deviantart.com/art/Elf-Inquisitor-480232041][IMG]http://img00.deviantart.net/552e/i/2014/247/a/9/elf_inquisitor_by_gerryarthur-d7xx1ex.jpg[/IMG][/url] Húrin is of average height for a Bosmer male… which is to say not very tall at all. His frame however is slightly stockier than the average Bosmer, a result no doubt of his partial imperial blood. The fact that his mother was half-imperial has also resulted in his facial features being somewhat more human, with a more squarish jawline and a more blockish head. That said, in person one can see that he is clearly more Mer than Man; without knowing of his bloodline, one would probably not even think anything of it. On his forehead he has a tattoo which is reminiscent of the ancient markings found in his hometown of Halfmoon Grove. His hair is thick and silvery, and will often vary in length depending on the season and how often he can find someone he’ll trust to cut it. At the moment his hair stretches down towards his shoulders and will usually be tied back. He has light brown eyes, the left of which is marked by an old scar (which fortunately did not touch the eyeball itself). -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 【[U]Full Name[/U]】 [I]Húrin[/I] 【[U]Alias[/U]】 [I]None at present[/I] 【[U]Race[/U]】 [I]Bosmer (aka Wood Elf)[/I] 【[U]Gender[/U]】 [I]Male[/I] 【[U]Age[/U]】 [I]28[/I] 【[U]Sexuality[/U]】 [I]Heterosexual[/I] 【[U]Birth Place[/U]】 [I]Halfmoon Grove, in the North East of Valenwood[/I] 【[U]Nation/Allegiance[/U]】 [I]Valenwood Dissident[/I] 【[U]Profession[/U]】 [I]Ranger[/I] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 【[U]Personality[/U]】 [I]The word that probably defines Húrin best is ‘traditional’ – this being in the context of a Valenwood born Bosmer. Having been born in an old remote community, he adheres strictly to the Green Pact and other Bosmer traditions. This includes being completely carnivorous and, much to the disdain of others not familiar with the tradition, cannibalistic. Indeed even after leaving Valenwood he still continues to respect the green and avoids harming vegetation. He also continues to pray to the Forest God Y’ffre on at least a daily basis. Whilst he is very devout himself, he does not begrudge others for having different (and sometimes opposing) beliefs; as long as he is shown respect he will return it. Whilst his values are somewhat unorthodox to most citizens of Tamriel, he is in general a very moral and ethical person who strives to avoid conflict with others when possible, and who will defend the vulnerable if he is able. In regards to his social aspects, he has been described as some as ‘reserved’. But in truth this only because he tends to live a solitary life, not because he is in anyway shy or unable to speak to others. Indeed, when he does interact with others he is usually quite confident and willing to speak his mind, almost with too much honesty at times. The only reason he lives a solitary life is because he chooses not to live in stone towns and villages, preferring to be close to nature; as such he simply comes across less people. [/I] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 【[U]History[/U]】 [I]Húrin was born into the small community of Halfmoon Grove, in the North-East of Valenwood. He was the only child of Erlian and Aravis, two Bosmer which had been trying desperately for years to conceive a child. Being only a few decades old, Húrin was of course born under the rule of the Aldmeri Dominion. For the early part of his life he thought little of this, with politics having a negligible effect in the remote corner of the forest in which he lived. He often heard elders and merchants moaning and whispering about how the High Elves seemed to treat them like lesser beings, but never though much of it. The only time he ever even saw the Dominion was when they marched through the area on their way to the borders; he would sit silently in the trees and watch as the golden armies seeped through the trees like a stream. Instead of an Aldmeri dominated youth, Húrin actually was brought up in a very traditional Bosmer way. His father and mother were both rangers, and so he was taught from a young age how to use a bow, track, hunt and generally survive the wild. Religion actually played a massive part in his life, with his family and community teaching him to worship Y'ffre (the God of the Forest) and honour the Green Pact made by the Bosmer to their God. For those that do not know of the Green Pact, it is an Oath which prohibits the harming of vegetation and is basically the opposite of veganism. Because of this Húrin will for example only use weapons which he himself has crafted from the corpses of his prey. For most of his life, even into his twenties, Húrin simply led the life of a simple ranger. Most days would be spent hunting for food to eat that very day, or to gather supplies that the crafter’s requested, or to track down a local threat (be bandits or monsters). Risks were always moderated, and he never set out on a task which he though he couldn’t handle with ease. For example if there were four bandits nearby, he would take five friends with him to ensure the odds were in his favour. During this quiet part of his life he also met his fiancé, Yasmin. She was slightly younger than him but her personality and wit definitely trumped his own. Living in such a small community it was easy for them to fall so deeply in love and become engaged so quickly; it wasn’t like there was much competition. It wasn’t until about seven years ago, just prior to what should have been his and Yasmin’s wedding, that his life suddenly changed. Following the news that a neighbouring community had recently had an incident with Thalmor officials, Húrin and a couple of his kinsmen went to investigate. Upon arriving they were told by the villagers that a group of Altmer had been caught chopping down sacred trees in the local area and were scared off repeatedly. Although the village had at that point no issue with the Dominion, they refused to allow such desecration to occur. Húrin and his kinsmen were sympathetic towards them but did not think too much of the incident, as was the case with many of the villagers, and decided to stay a few nights in good spirit. It was on the second night of staying here however that Húrin discovered just how ruthless the Thalmor could be. Angered by the community’s disobedience, the Thalmor sent troops and agents to purge the village. Húrin was awakened during the middle of the night to the sounds of screaming, the crackling of spells and the roar of fire. He desperately tried to aid in the defence of the village, killing many of the attackers, but ultimately realised that it was a lost cause and fled – something which he still feels shame for doing. Upon returning to Halfmoon Grove, he told everyone what had happened and informed the family of his kinsmen that they had perished. There were few who did not believe him, but the Grove did not know how to react. They certainly could not pose any sort of threat to the Thalmor. Húrin tried to convince his friends and family to flee the Dominion, fearing that they too might one day be purged. When they refused he suggested that if Thalmor present at the purge recognised him, that the Grove would likely be attacked too, but his family insisted that they could hide and protect him. Feeling like he had no other choice, Húrin left in the middle of the night without saying farewells and fled to Cyrodiil; he would not remain and risk putting those he loved in danger. Since fleeing to Cyrodiil Húrin has remained a hunter, but has become somewhat nomadic. He frequently tries to get in touch with other Bosmer and will warn anyone willing to listen what the Dominion do to those beneath them.[/I] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 【[U]Skills and Abilities[/U]】 [I]Húrin is first and foremost a ranger. In fact he is very much the typical archetype of a bow wielding Wood Elf, as cliché and boring as that might sound. He is a very talented archer, stemming from both years of experience and from an inherit knack common to his race. He isn’t the best archer in the world, but he is good enough to move and shoot without missing every shot. The fact that he has relied on his archery on a daily basis to keep himself fed should be somewhat of a testament to his ability. As an extension of this he has also learned how to make bow and arrows, a skill which he uses both for survival and occasionally income. Húrin is a very good hunter, able to track and kill a variety of targets. This of course tends to mean animals and beasts, but has occasionally meant bandits. Whilst he was trained to track and hunt using traditional methods (by following tracks, following scents, leaving bait, etc.), he compliments is hunting abilities with is novice Illusion magic. For example he uses a weak chameleon spell to help him hide, and can use a somewhat weaker and unorthodox version of clairvoyance to follow tracks beyond his non-magical ability. As per the Green Pact, Húrin will make use of as much of the corpse as he can after killing his prey. Due to taking part in the Rite of Theft growing up, Húrin is a mildly capable thief. He can pick-pocket the less perceptive of people, although his lock-picking skills are pretty awful. [/i] -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 【[U]Weapons/Tools and Magic[/U]】 [I][u]Weapons/Tools/Armour[/u] Húrin usually makes his own bow and arrows, and the ones he is using at current is no exception. He uses a longbow fashioned out of the bones of a bear and the sinews of a deer. Because of the way he has treated and maintained the bow however, one could easily mistake it for a usual light-coloured wooden bow. Whilst he does collect any salvageable arrows he comes across, most of his arrows are made by him using a combination of bone, flint and feathers. He also carries with him a small steel carving knife which he brought off a merchant, but this is used more for skinning and the like rather than combat. Húrin wear a set of rough leather armour [url=http://staticdelivery.nexusmods.com/mods/110/images/54672-1-1404144359.jpg](which looks very similar to this)[/url]. The outfit consists of: plain leather boots, gloves and trousers; a black woollen shirt (not chainmail like in the pic); an armless leather chest piece; a leather neckguard and hood; and assortment of pouches and a small satchel. He has purchased or found all of this armour over time since leaving Valenwood, having discarded his previous armour in the hopes of attracting less attention from racist humans. Whilst his crafting skills don’t stretch too well into the business of cloth making and smithing, he knows enough to maintain his armour and repair small damages. As he scavenges as much as he can off corpses, his pouches and bag are often filled with a variety of organic materials which have varying uses. [u]Magical Spells[/u] Chameleon – Húrin is capable of using a fairly weak Chameleon spell to help him blend into his surroundings. He is still very much visible but he won’t draw the eye as much and it does make it easier for him to sneak around. Tracking Clairvoyance – When Húrin begins to lose tracks, he can use this spell to help keep him on the right path. However not only does this require a fair bit of focus and energy to upkeep, it can sometimes not take him to the intended target. Unlike Heroes such as the Dragonborn, he certainly cannot use this spell to find any objective nor will he ever be.[/I][/center] [/hider]