User:Fallenphoenix255/Zeifen

Zeifen
World:	Firefoot
Vocation:	Explorer
Class:	Champion
Race:	Dwarf
Region:	Iron Hills
Age:	198 years.
Height:	4'10"
Sex:	Male
Skin:	Tan.
Hair:	White.
Eye:	Grey.

Description

Physical Description: Zeifen is very built, even by dwarven standards. He stands around 4'10", and is very muscular. His eyes are a light grey, and bears a long beard, and no hair and thick eyebrows. He wields two finely-crafted dwarven axes, and usually has a long cape running down his back. He also wears heavy and sturdy armor, and carries a dwarven-bow on his back. His visage is often that of die-hard sterness, rarely smiling or speaking.

Personality Description: Zeifen is very cold, and often dwarves resent him. He loves battle, and thirsts for it almost religiously. He rarely speaks, especially of anything other than combat or deeds. He doesn't boast much, but is very proud--not because he's of dwarven heritage, simply because of his skill with the blade. Zeifen isn't much for talking, and only respects those who are of a similar level of combat, or has scars to prove their might. Zeifen loves bear-meat, and of course, smoking a good pipe.

Bio

Zeifen was born in an unknown region. Not much is known about Zeifen, other than his might on the battle-field. Even by dwarven standards, he was a furocious warrior, brandishing two axes of fine make, and ripping apart goblins and bears in the wilderness of the Dwarves. Zeifen is also very exclusive, not respecting anyone, regardless of race, unless they prove their might on the battlefield. Many dwarves resent him, because he is not above insulting those he deems weak, even if it's of Dwarven nobility. He dislikes those who would be considered "well-liked", and often is the butt of his disgust. He dislikes dwarven Kings, particularly Dwalin. Last names mean nothing to him, not caring of Dourhand, or Longbeard. Zeifen continued developing most of his time in training and battles, defending the halls frighteningly well. His skill had even caught the eye of Skorgrim, but because he was not of Dourhand--decided against recruiting him for their cause. When peace reigned, Zeifen would spend his time in the wilderness, causing trouble in the ruins against the Goblin invaders and Vicious thickjaws. The encounter with the Dourhand-overthrowing by Dwalin, restoring Longbeard rule--happened whilst he was out ravaging the wild. He returned enraged that noone had summoned him, this is what caused his distrust from other dwarves. A few years later, a Hobbiton warrior named Ziran made his way to the halls. Ziran desired to perfect his skill in battle, and trained with dwarven axe-masters. This caught Zeifen's eye, and decided to take Ziran under his wing and teach him the art of battle, to Zeifen: it would pass time. Ziran learned quick, suprising even Zeifen: and the two went on countless ventures--slaying Goblins and cooking bear meat over the fire. Zeifen had found a friend. However, Ziran was continuously respected by the Dwarven nobility, often socialising with Dwalin and Ormir. Zeifen grew sour at Ziran, seeing him as weak and not as strong as Zeifen: losing respect. After a summoning from Hobbiton, Ziran left. Zeifen had a final out-fight with Dwalin, and was exiled from the halls. Zeifen was disgusted with Dwarves alltogether. He had learned of Hobbits, how peace-loving they were. Zeifen went to the library in Duillond, and read up on Angmar and the WitchKing. Hearing that the darkness of Angmar was rising from two elder-elfs. Zeifen decided to seek out Angmar. He passed through the Shire, and out of sport--attacked Michel Delving, luring out Ziran. The two faught, with Zeifen as the victor, deciding not to kill Ziran because he viewed him as weak. Zeifen left, and passed through the Shire dissapearing from existance... Until he finds Angmar.

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