Faramir
The Brother of Gondor
Son of Gondor’s twilight, keeper of its quiet courage.
Born to the shadow of Minas Tirith’s spires, I tread the line between sword and scroll, duty and doubt. My father’s gaze was stern, my brother’s legacy vast, but my path bends not to darkness nor to folly. I have known the hunger of war, the solace of Ithilien’s glades, and the peril of rings. Now I walk ever with measured step, steward not of stone alone, but of hope.
What I'm Into: the White Tree’s roots, Pelennor winds at dawn, ancient rhymes of the North, the Anduin at dusk, silent oaths beneath starlight
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