Buruu Zam Ükher, of Rhûn

Character Name: Buruu Zam Ükher, though is mostly called simply Ükher.

Name Meaning: "Wrong Way Cow". He is called this because his horns seemingly have grown in the wrong way. 

Age: 3 years old. 

Date of Birth: April 3007, TA. 

Race: Kine of Araw.

Residence: Born in Rhûn, now lives in Dale. 

Profession: Cow.

Appearance: Ükher has large horns, and it is the first thing that anyone notices about him. They curve downward, making a crescent moon shape that frames his large, long brown face and large brown eyes. He is large, weighing in close to 1600 pounds, and seems to have a perpetual pout upon his bovine lips. 

Personality: Ükher is a laid back and devoted sort. He does not mind work, though does like to simply plod around soft grasses on occasion. He likes horn scratches, and is devoted to the white-haired bipedal who visited him when he was still a calf. 



Parents: Eejee Ükher, mother. Father unknown. 

Sibling(s): He has a few, though he does not keep in contact with any of them. 

Spouse: None. 

Children: None. 

History: Ükher was born on the steppe of the Sea of Rhûn, and was happy amongst his bovine companions. He and his kind, the Kine of Araw, were considered great beasts, hunted for sport on occasion, though otherwise content.  His pedigree was great, for one of his foreoxen was slain by Vorondil the Hunter, his horn used to craft the Great Horn itself that grew in reputation. As a calf, Ükher always wanted to grow up and have horns as mighty as that foreoxen, for he knew the horn was now passed through the eldest sons of the Stewards of the Far Off Land of Much Stone. When his horns started coming in, though, they were positioned strangely next to the other calves. They were the wrong way!

There was a white-haired bipedal who came to see him, and she was kind, not minding that his horns were strange and unshapely. Ükher took a liking to her, and began to follow her about as much as he could. She is the one who granted him his name, that he now responds to best, though now he is sometimes just called "Bull". When his bipedal left the final time, Ükher was not content any longer to sit at the steppe, and with determination in his hooves he set off to follow.

The white-haired bipedal was faster than he was, though, and soon he lost track of her. Nonetheless he continued on. The journey took many seasons, and he met many strange things along the way, though few bothered him for his horns grew in great, despite their shape. Ükher was despondent, however, for his friend was gone.

A farmer in Dale, a land that was built up and new, took him in. The ground was strange, like ash, and grew great crops he was to help with. He serves now upon the farm as a proud plowman, though wonders if he shall ever again see his white-haired bipedal. He misses her greatly, and wants to show her his new horns.