Oromë
The Great Hunter, Lord of Forests
Horn in hand, shadows flee — the wild is mine.
You'll hear me before you see me — the thunder of Nahar’s hooves, the call of Valaróma splitting the silence. I am Oromë, the Hunter, Guardian of the Wild, and I’ve chased the darkness from Cuiviénen to the edges of this world and back. I love the hunt, but more I love what it guards — life, wild and free. I taught the Elves the names of stars, the secrets of the forest, and still I ride, because the wild never sleeps, and neither do I.
What I'm Into: Valaróma's echo, Nahar's golden mane, Elven songs under stars, tracking shadows at dawn, the first breath of the forest
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