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[h2]Thymund White[/h2]
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Thymund would maintain his smile as they passed the whispering crowds and individuals. Thymund’s titles were simple and mysterious. His titles were not official, yet the King himself seemed to regularly task him to various ends. Thymund was rumored to be a hunter under guise of fey magic, capable of wielding black iron and silver without being harmed… likewise, it was also rumored that he was the King’s son. Neither rumor was true to anyone with auspicious relation to Falk. Without the rumors, the truth known of Thymund was laughably simple; Most of the deaths that have befallen important individuals that have lost favor with Falk met their end after the appearance of Thymund White. As true as could be, his presence was either an Omen of dire meaning, or a blessing of anomalous origins. 

While there were plenty of grave stories involving Thymund, there were also stories of his involvement in the defense of several individuals. His perception was his weapon, if nothing else was. “You have indeed traveled far, though you do not seem busy with any matters other than your summons.” Thymund would speak on Kaeleer’s appearance, his eyes staying forward as the two continued to walk along the bridge. “Though I would comment on what urgencies you may have, Kaeleer, I would not wish to become involved. Your loyalty to Falk is apparent, however your definition of what is urgent is far more easily questioned.” It was unclear if Thymund was insulting him.
 
Thymund would clarify by continuing. “Enjoying a task always seems to derive any urgency from the subject… It makes the task simple, though not always easy I feel.” Thymund spoke of his own tasks, not Kaeleer’s, though he did not specify so. “Your calling could be said the same, Kaeleer. A general being called from across the realm would leave a great deal of questions among those that whisper.” Thymund would glance at Kaeleer out of the corner of his eyes. Thymund had always enjoyed this individual’s company. Kaeleer was not one to shy himself away from anyone nor was he afraid to speak openly of his intentions. These were rare traits to witness so close to the Dark Tower.