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Thranduil Stormarrow


Thranduill Stormarrow: The Headstrong Grugach Archer

Thranduill Stormarrow is the youngest child of Faelar Stormarrow, a renowned High Elf warrior, and Eldalótë Stormarrow, the Grugach matriarch of the Bloodmoon Pack. Born into a family of hunters, warriors, and magic-wielders, Thranduill carries the weight of his lineage while striving to forge his own identity.

A Legacy of Valor and Loss

Faelar Stormarrow, Thranduill's father, earned a place of respect among the Grugach despite being an outsider. His valor during the defense of the deep forest against goblin raiders and his refusal to abandon the clan during the forest's decline endeared him to Eldalótë, the clan's matron. However, Faelar's untimely death during a goblin raid—led by cunning gnomish cannibals—left an indelible mark on Thranduill. Born amidst this chaos, Thranduill grew up idolizing the stories of his father while grappling with a sense of loss and unfulfilled connection.

A Challenging Upbringing

As the youngest child of Faelar, Thranduill struggled to step out from the shadow of his older siblings. Aelrindel, the skilled ranger, and Lúthien, the clan's compassionate healer, often tried to guide him, but Thranduill's headstrong nature made him difficult to sway. His closest bond was with Finwe, his bardic brother, who admired Thranduill's determination even when it led to trouble.

The arrival of Círdan Leafwhisper as Eldalótë’s second husband added complexity to Thranduill’s life. Círdan respected Thranduill’s potential but often clashed with him over his brash decisions. Despite this, Círdan’s influence as a legendary hunter subtly shaped Thranduill’s skills and sense of discipline.

The Rivalry That Shaped Him

Thranduill’s natural talent with a bow became evident early, but his path to mastery was fraught with obstacles. His greatest challenge came when he vied for an apprenticeship with Kaelthorn Wolfsbane, a legendary archer and warrior. Thranduill’s success in securing the position bred animosity with Caelithor Bloodfang, the eldest son of the Bloodmoon Pack’s chieftain, Chief Ulthorn Bloodfang.

The rivalry between Thranduill and Caelithorhas become a defining force in his life. Dralon sees Thranduill as a usurper, while Thranduill views Caelithor’s bitterness as proof of unworthiness. This animosity has strained Thranduill’s relationship with Chief Ulthorn Bloodfang., the pack’s Fenrik (chieftain), making his place within the clan politically precarious.

A Stubborn Yet Loyal Spirit

Thranduill’s defiance and independence often place him at odds with the clan’s traditions, but his loyalty to his family and the forest is unwavering. His sharp tongue and relentless pursuit of his goals can frustrate others, yet his bravery and skill earn their respect. He has taken it upon himself to defend the clan from external threats, driven by the memory of his father’s sacrifice and a desire to prove his worth to both himself and his people.

Future Aspirations

Thranduill dreams of becoming a protector of the deep forest, uniting the scattered Grugach against growing external threats. Though his methods may be unconventional, his heart is in the right place. With his trusty bow and the lessons learned from Kaelthorn, Thranduill strides toward his destiny, determined to carve his name into the annals of his clan’s history—no matter how many challenges or rivals stand in his way.

 
"Thranduil Stormarrow—he’s not a man, not really. He’s a predator wearing an elf’s face, and the worst part is he doesn’t bother to hide it. You see it in his eyes, the way they size you up like he’s deciding if you’re worth the effort of killing. Most folks mistake his stillness for calm, but I’ve seen enough wild animals to know better. That’s the kind of stillness that comes right before the strike."   "And now he’s hooked up with Aylassa? That’s not just bad news; it’s the kind of nightmare you tell kids to scare them into staying home. She’s a lunatic with a blade and a smile, and together they’re like two storms colliding. I don’t scare easy, but those two? They’re the kind of trouble that doesn’t leave survivors."
  • Sorek Redmarch
  • Current Status
    On a mission to free the forest from it enemies
    Age
    147
    Children
    Pronouns
    Master, gawd, Ol mighty
    Sex
    Male
    Eyes
    Green Eyes
    Hair
    dark brown
    Skin Tone/Pigmentation
    tan
    Height
    6'1inches
    Weight
    179lbs

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