[Witch_Queen]

Character Description Form:

1.) Have you ever played in an RPG at the Barrow Downs? – YES
A land of their own

2.) How many RPG’s on the Barrow Downs are you currently involved in?
One
List them, please:
Ungoliant's Children

3.) Have you posted in The Green Dragon Inn – YES
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For your character please include:

NAME: Mordred Curreng

AGE: 23

RACE: Gondorian Soldier

GENDER:Male

WEAPONS: Carries a long sword with brown hilt and long silver blade. On his side he carries a short bronze dagger that his father gave him.

APPEARANCE: He wears silver armor that covers his body. Despite the fact that he is so young he keeps his beard trimmed short. He has hazel eyes and Nutmeg colored hair down to his shoulders.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Trustworthy and lives up to his fathers expectations. Fears that he will die in combat at the hands of his enemies. Mordred trusts his King and leader and deep down knows that he will prove loyal no matter the conditions of battle.

HISTORY: Mordred has been a soldier for about three years. He grew up in a "soldiers'" family. His father and brothers are all soldiers and wants to prove himself to his family.

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Witch_Queen's post

Mordred could barely feel his feet. The snow was cold and he longed for a chance to be by a fire. According to the rest of his conrads the supplies were diminishing. Mordred was eager to meet his enemies head on. There was nothing more he wanted to do. Mordred had no doubt that Lieutenant Uther would come through for his men. All he wanted was for the snow to be gone with the orcs. Mordred found that he could talk to only one person, that one person being himself. The others thought him to be crazy, but he found himself lonely alot and thought about what the others were thinking. Soon after he began thinking, he figured it took too much of his needed energy.

After weeks of marching all he really wanted out of everything was to lay in an actual bed. He often thought about his wife and young son. He knew in the future that his son would be in the same spot as he was if the orcs weren't taken care of. Mordred had only talked to Lieutenant Uther a couple of times and thought Uther was a very brave man. He never saw the Lieutenant without his dogs. Mordred figured the dogs refused to leave Uther just like Uther's men wouldn't abandon him. Mordred kept to himself alot because the other men were always talking about what they were going to do when the "battle" was over. He wasn't as experienced as the others and knew they thought him as still a "child." Mordred felt like he was back at home. He was the youngest of all his brothers and sisters and yet again he knew he was the youngest one in the group.