A son of Gondor, Xoranthi learned the art of war early. Having watched his father, Grathis, train as a front line spearmen. He developed much of his training well before Grathis left for Tharbad, at which time, Xoranathi himself had joined the ranks of the Gondorian army. Striding his way through both rank and years, his company was sent do the river city to assist his father's division in holding off the hordes of Mordor.
Though they held the line, Grathis fell and Xor found himself heavily injured. After hearing about the loss of this father, Xoranathi rejected his terms and headed to Bree to assist other free Peoples.
Learning more arts from the Rangers. He finally earned his right to bear the title of Warden.
Standing free, and alone. He's a man with little to lose, and a well placed hatred and rage toward the evil men, and beasts of Sauran's domain. Dishing out his anger, vengence, and wrath with speartip and shield. His lust for battle is never abaited. Nearly believe, that single handedly, his drive could not simply assist or turn the war. But drive Mordor back into it's gates, possibly farther.
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