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Hakon Ordurr : approximately 19 years old if we were going to judge by our calendar. A descendant of Alfarrung, a clan with Elvish ancestry and which is tracable back to the birth of Hogni. Primarily, this clan basis it's society around hunting, with a secondary interest in trade. Though not known for its warrior heritage, all the men are trained to hold their own in battle from an early age since historically they have had to protect their families from other clans who sort to know the past of the elves and in some cases steal the women in order for their own clan to inherit the gifts sometimes gained by Alfarrung infants. Hakon is not a typical descendant. Most of his clan are dark haired and dark eyed with thick, strong bodies. He, although tall, at 6'3, he is lithe and willowy and his hair is white, with eyes that come very close to being just as pale a blue. His skin is sun bronzed, making the paleness of his eyes and hair even more noticable. Wearing his hair long, he weaves it with vines, rope and small ornaments such as bits of metal, shaped stones and feathers, as is the custom in his clan. Across one eye is a pale scar which gives him slight difficulty with sight in the corner of that eye. The gauntness of his face, due to the combination of high cheekbones and a large growth spurt, makes his mouth seem too large for his face and his body all the longer. Fast and skilled as a hunter, he's not one to stay at home and keep quiet. In fact, he's the sort of person who loves to socialise, though on his bad days he's not one to cross. Vibrant and friendly, he has many friends and finds it easy to get to know people, particularly as many are curious over his strange appearence. However, despite his friendliness and apparent openness, very little is actually known about him as, although being intelligent and interesting in conversation, he rarely speaks of himself, rather of others he has known, stories he has heard of or simply giving advice to those who need it. Many believe him to have gained the gift of the elves, though he would dispute that claim profusely, and for this reason he is reknown through the lands near by. Rational but adventurous, he is the youngest son of the clan leader. However his father is slowly causing the ruin of the clan. Having aged, his father began to get sick often, seeing and hearing things which he remembered from the battlefields. When his wife died, the king sank into a near permanent dementia, becoming ruthless and despotic. Due to clan law, he had to die before any other could assume the throne and he was beloved in his youth so none feels able to kill him despite the harsh penalties exacted on those who's hunt is not won. The clansmen are set against each other and man with steal from man in order to escape a flogging and the punishment of no food. Hakon despised all this and decided to leave after being punished by his own father. Since then he has been travelling with one of the Skald, an aging man who calls himself Grin. Journeying from place to place with Grin, he's learning more and more about the other clans and more and more intrigued with the legends and customs of each clan he comes across. |