Baldarich of Rohan

Character Name:Baldarich

Name Meaning: Bold, Brave

Age: 5

Date of Birth: Autum 3005

Race: Man

Residence: Rohan Streets

Profession: Pickpocket

Appearance:

Baldarich is a small child that could be easily labeled “cute as a button”. He has blonde hair, and gentle eyes. He mostly wears the clothes he last had on since he was made to leave his home, but doesn’t fully grasp his situation and thus does not seem to mind.

Personality:

At five years old, Baldarich, commonly known as “Rich” is still developing his personality. He is of an inquisitive and bright nature - constantly wanting to learn and take in the world around him. That said, the boy also has a bit of a mouth on him - especially when it comes to questions. Which can often get him in a spot of trouble.

As far as street urchins are concerned, he is very young and not fully able to understand his grim circumstances. Though he does resort to petty thieving to survive he greets most people he meets with a bright smile and charm. Some would call it working over his “customers”, Rich simply sees it as making friends to borrow from later.

All things considered, and circumstances nonwithstanding Rich is one of the happiest kids you’ll ever meet. And probably the only “street urchin” one could easily get to smile. In a stable home, one might even be able to guess that Rich might even thrive and grow into a strong young man. Time will only tell..



Parents: Algrich and Sienna (Deceased)

Sibling(s): Mitus (MIA; Assumed Deceased)

Spouse: N/A

Children: N/A

History:

Baldarich was born in Rohan the son of a modest couple who had lost their son previously in battle. Given the close proximity in his brothers assumed death and his birth, he was the apple of his parents eye. Treated with great kindness and as a gift. He wanted for very little - enjoying a great amount of time with his parents.

Though he is very young - his father, a merchant and once a soldier taught him basic skills. Training him early and blade and bow basics with toy swords and bows. While his mother taught him other skills such as helping around with the general cooking. By the time he was four, he was a rambuctious, fun-loving little “imp” well on his way to following in his fathers footsteps one day.

Then the fire happened.

No one knows how it started, and Rich was out playing at the time. But when he returned home he found it ablaze - with no sign of his parents. The town deemed it an accident, and like too many, Rich was forced into the streets. Not old enough to fully grasp what had happened - he found himself very quickly adjusting.

Taking to picking the pockets of the adults to pay for food. Rich has done just about everything to get by within reason. But has also done all that he could to live life no different than any other kid. He continues to play and explore, all under the eyes and noses of many guards and townsfolk alike.

Only time will tell what adventures this michevous little guy might find.