Pose!

More Turmith today. I have just about nothing to say except that I’m very busy, so I’m not going to say very much. Isn’t he cool? Love the shield. It’s a bit of a hassle preventing it from getting dented. Eärfaroth is the only one with a white jewel on the forehead of his harness.

Turmith is, besides the leader of the Celebthol, also the leader of my tiny warhost that I led against Kevin’s Brets. He’s known in the text version simply as “the blue-eyed commander”, but he has a green-eyed second. I’m not sure if this refers to Elfinwë, the musician, or to the boss of the archer regiment that was the next to be finished. However, my strategic incompetence led to almost every single battle being lost by my troops. Phooey. It’s not blue-eyes’ fault! And in the text version, I managed to write it like a draw, instead of a massacre. Meh.

The young commander is… young, determined, a bit idealistic in his conceptions of nobility, but being an elf manages to carry it off well. Thinks well of others, tries to defend his friends, can be driven to exact vengeance. Also tries to excuse – but learn from – mistakes (archers effectively destroyed by not forming into ranks? Tell ’em next time. By the way, they all escaped by climbing trees except one. Ha). A bit ambitious, as he wants to do his job well not only to protect the innocent, but also to be given larger armies to command. So far, his superiors think he’s doing a good job.

Turmith, on the other hand, is veteran and impassive, but good pals with Elfinwë in down time. Trains energetically, has a voice that carries well, loves backgammon oddly enough, blue eyes, dark hair, loves his horse, cool-headed in battle. Marital status unknown. That shiny sword belonged to his grandfather.