DM Mav
18-04-2007, 15:38
Note, that this is all OOC info :) Comments are welcome..
Nalo Bazan is a caring man in the mid-thirties. He was born and raised in Minas Tirith, where he also lived until recently, where he packed only a couple of the most necessary things and left off without a word to anyone. He had wandered off into the wilderness, heading north-west in trying to get as far away from both the foul Mordor and the White City as he possibly could. When he left, he was weakened, ill even. He had been sick for weeks and hadn't gotten any better no matter what anyone had tried, said or done. It all started when he lost his younger brother Aesirr, who had also been his best friends, in an accident. They had always been close, and Nalo had always been looking out for him, although it usually wasn't needed. Then, on that day when it was needed, he was away only for a short while to do something else and when he got back, Aeshirr was already fading and died a few moments later in Nalo's arms. He blamed himself for it and nothing else. In his eyes, it wasn't anyone but his fault, even though it was an accident and that he probably wouldn't have been able to save him regardless..
Since Nalo didn't have a family of his own, as he had never found a wife or had any children, he was now more alone than ever. Soon after he started falling ill, his health and strength fading rapidly from his formerly good shape. That is, until he decided to leave and re-think his life and values. Meditate on it in the deep of the forests and maybe find himself and his life worth living again..
Nalo Bazan is a caring man in the mid-thirties. He was born and raised in Minas Tirith, where he also lived until recently, where he packed only a couple of the most necessary things and left off without a word to anyone. He had wandered off into the wilderness, heading north-west in trying to get as far away from both the foul Mordor and the White City as he possibly could. When he left, he was weakened, ill even. He had been sick for weeks and hadn't gotten any better no matter what anyone had tried, said or done. It all started when he lost his younger brother Aesirr, who had also been his best friends, in an accident. They had always been close, and Nalo had always been looking out for him, although it usually wasn't needed. Then, on that day when it was needed, he was away only for a short while to do something else and when he got back, Aeshirr was already fading and died a few moments later in Nalo's arms. He blamed himself for it and nothing else. In his eyes, it wasn't anyone but his fault, even though it was an accident and that he probably wouldn't have been able to save him regardless..
Since Nalo didn't have a family of his own, as he had never found a wife or had any children, he was now more alone than ever. Soon after he started falling ill, his health and strength fading rapidly from his formerly good shape. That is, until he decided to leave and re-think his life and values. Meditate on it in the deep of the forests and maybe find himself and his life worth living again..