Aryl Thorkir

=~ Aryl "Thorn" Thorkir ~=

Pre-History
To fully explain how Aryl came to be, I should first start from the beginning, to his parents. Thorkir, Aryls Father, was a famous warrior in the Fremennik village of Rellekka where he was famed for his strength and honor in the field of battle. He had been sent by the village Chieftain to aid the lands to the south with their Zamorakian threat near the city of Ardougne. Upon arrival, he was assigned to secure the area around the Zamorakian battle field, ordered to guard the enterance of the Arandar mountain pass. A war having just ending in the area around the Elven city of Prifddinas, the Elves were on high alert for anything coming from the outside. So Arwen, an Elven archer, was posted on the Arandar mountain pass, ordered to kill anyone that were to discover the pass and seek entry.

Thorkir went to investigate the pass, scoping out the surrounding area to better understand what it was he was guarding, where he stumbled upon the large gate that consists of the Arandar pass. As he went to investigate the front of the pass, a finely crafted arrow suddenly thud into the ground near his boot. Thorkir grew on high alert, raising his shield as he looked all around him for the source of the projectile. It didn't take long for him to spot the green-clad Elf positioned up on the cliff side, bow in hand as Arwen sprung another arrow loose at him. Reacting on impulse, Thorkir rose his shield as the arrow pounded heavily into the thick iron surface of the shield. Being at the most disadvantage, Thorkir sprung a throwing axe from his belt and quickly chunked it at Arwen in an attempt to force her down from her archers' perch. The throwing axe narrowly missed Arwen as she quickly jumped herself out of the danger zone, but the morning dew, only being a few hours old, made the rock slick where she landed. Arwen slipped on the surface and plummeted to the ground in front of the pass, right in front of her attacker, breaking her leg from the sheer impact of the fall.

There she lay, in front of the towering Thorkir, clad in his iron armour and now wielding his war-axe in his right hand, she saw the ending of her life drawing near as the Fremennik rose his axe. Arwen closed her eyes as she counted her last moments before the axe came down, but it didn't. She opened up her eye to see the hulk of a human man just standing there, frozen in a normal stand, quietly regarding the injured woman that lay there before him. Thorkir watched the woman for a brief expanse of time before speaking finally, declaring his intentions. "Aye, I don't have a need to kill ye, Lass." Thorkir says in his rough Fremennik accent as he watches Arwens' shocked expression at him not ending her life with a single swing of his massive axe.

Thorkir helped Arwen instead by bandaging and casting her leg, using a nearby straight-branch as a splint. Arwen soon thanks him afterward and declares her owing him her life. Thorkir takes the offer with the request for Arwen to help him guard the area from any Zamorakian threats that may be present. So Elf and Human band together and patrol the patch of forest that lay between the Arandar pass the Tree Gnome Stronghold. After some time, through many nights together near a fire with nothing but each other for company, their simple conversations soon become all night discussions. They talk of their travels and glories in battle, and soon their bond becomes more than just an alliance, it becomes that of love.

In a months time, Arwen soon discovers that she's pregnant. Thorkir is pleased and praises the gods above, but then he looks to Arwen to find that she is not as happy. Upon asking what's wrong, he quickly finds out that Arwen would be forced to leave her home in Lletya and will never be allowed to return again. Thorkir doesn't even hesitate to offer Arwen housing in his home village of Rellekka. Arwen takes him up on the offer with a smile as they then grow happy at the thought of having a child together.

Another nine months go by rather smoothly, attacks at the minimal with Ardougne handling most of the fighting, and the area to the north rather isolated for the most part. The two easily remain safe from threats as the baby grows. Arwen and Thorkir decide on several name ideas, but upon the birth of a baby boy, they agree that a baby of mixed origin should have a mixed name. Arwen settled on the name Aryl, meaning "Hunter of Animals" in Elven, where-as Thorkir immediately declares his name to be Aryl's surname. Thusly making the newborn child, Aryl Thorkir.

Not long after the child's birth, Thorkir gets orders that he can return home, where he immediately takes Arwen back with him on the trip back to Rellekka. During the trip, they make camp just north of Seers' Village, where Thorkir goes in search of firewood for the night coming while Arwen gets herself and ARyl comfortable. After putting Aryl down to bed, she is waiting in the camp for Thorkir, when a small group of bandits passing through spot the camp. Arwen is soon attacked by the four men, where she gives up a good fight until she is slain viciously by one of the mens' blades, where she is left there to bleed out. Thorkir, having heard the screams of terror in the woods, immediately sprints off toward the camp to find the four men huddled over Arwens' body, their actions unknown to Thorkir from such a distance. He immediately charges the camp and takes one man by surprise, driving his shield forth and dropping him with a quick hack to the neck, where he then proceeds to slay the other three just as viciously if not more so than they had slain his precious Arwen. Upon the dust settling, Thorkir is grief stricken at the sight of his Arwen, face down in the dirt. During his mourning, he looks over to see Aryl crying, having been woken up by all the noise. He quickly clears his face of his sadness and takes Aryl back to Rellekka, where he dedicates his life to raising his son for the honor of Arwens' life.

History
Born Septober 13th, 1993 Fourth Age, Aryl was raised in Rellekka by his father Thorkir.