Adoptable : Grimbeorn, chieftain of the Beornings (canon)
May 10, 2018 10:14:10 GMT -5
Post by DENNY on May 10, 2018 10:14:10 GMT -5
Denny apped a canon she doesn't really want to write but now his history is important to the other Beornings which have come to be, so bits of this pertaining to his family lineage must remain, though other parts could be changed to writers preference 
If anyone would like to play this character HERE HE IS; contact Denny or Runa to discuss.
Character Name: Grimbeorn
Name Meaning: Fierce Warrior
Age: 42
Date of Birth: Spring, 2968 Third Age
Race: Beorning
Residence: Near the Carrock, West of Mirkwood
Profession: Chieftain of the Beornings
Appearance:
Being a skin-changer, Grimbeorn has two appearances, one of man and one of bear.
In his beastly form he appears as a huge black bear, fanged and scarred from his years fighting the wargs and wolves of the passes. Standing 17 feet on his hind legs, and appearing even larger when in his wrath.
When he takes his human form he stands roughly 8 foot 5 inches, slightly smaller than his Father before him, but no less fierce. He has brown hair and blue eyes, a weathered appearance, and a slight danger to the look in his eye. He is powerful in strength as both man and bear.
He dresses not in skins or leathers, but only wool and things given made from the fiber of plants.
Personality:
Grimbeorn is somewhat brooding and impatient. He did not take his Father's role as Chieftain of the Beornings by mere bloodline; he is a fierce opponent and has strong opinions as a leader of his clan. He is wise concerning the ways of the forest and the struggle of the rising darkness, yet, he also lives a life that can feel somewhat secluded (as he desires), enjoying the labors of his simple logging, farming, and beekeeping.
Of greatest importance to Grimbeorn are his animals, and these are where his gentle nature can be seen. They are all trained and intelligent; perhaps intelligent beyond the reasoning of normal men. His horses, sheep, and cattle understand his words. His dogs are servers in his house, and can walk upon their hind legs, and Grimbeorn speaks to them in “barks twisted into some sort of speech.” He raises great hives of fierce bees, and communicates to them in hums. He communes with the bears of the forest and speaks in their own language.
Of the other creatures he is well acquainted, living in harmony with all domestic and forest beings. He does not raise his animals for meat, nor hunt, only using what they will share with him. He loves all forest creatures aside from the wargs and wolves that prowl with the orc packs.
He has a close friendship with the elves who travel the Great East Road between the realms of Rivendell and Mirkwood, and also the Rangers who help to keep the lands clear of the same foul creatures he detests. While not entirely fond of travelers, for he likes his solitude, he works with the traders who come through the region, his honey being his main form of commerce, though he is reluctant to share his honey-cakes with travelers, rather giving them to eat plain honey and cream instead.
Grimbeorn is an overseer to the all the happenings of his clan, heading the meetings which take place among the Beornings in the Great Hall of his home near the Carrock. While he could not exactly be called a 'family man', he sees value in each of his clan members, the shifters and the non-shifters alike, and respects the role that each one plays.
Grimbeorn is not fond of dwarves for their greed and love of metals, though having respect for {almost} all life, he will tolerate their presence in a disapproving and somewhat threatening manner.
He is a bitter enemy of the goblins that dwell in the mountain halls, and the orcs that prowl the high pass.
Parents: Beorn and Grimhild (deceased)
Siblings:
Heard, brother .53.
Beranhild, sister .46.
Nephew and heir:
Ealdian, by Heard (deceased)
Nieces:
Grimwyn, by Beranhild .20.
Nelda, by marriage to Ealdian (deceased)
Great Nephew:
Orvin, by Ealdian and Nelda .7.
Great Niece:
Wilona, by Ealdian and Nelda .7.
History:
Before the war that drove the great dragon Smaug to his death, the skin changers lived alone, scattered up and down the Misty Mountains, sometimes by word of mouth discovering one another and raising small families until they were run off by the woodsmen, or decimated by the orcs. Perhaps almost vanquished.
A short time after the Battle of the Five Armies, news of the great were-bear that had killed countless orcs began to spread. Beorn became named as the Cheiftain of the Beornings for the great deeds and number of orc and warg he had slain during the war. It was then that the forest men; those who were shifters drew together and began to live truly as a clan, beginning in part with a small village, but as time went on and word spread, it slowly expanded as people came from up and down the mountains to be with those who were like them.
The Beornings found that they could work well together. Though bears are solitary creatures, the bear-men found that they could patrol the forests and mountain passes together and stave off the goblin, orc, and warg with greater ferocity than ever before. They became their own nation. A 'people' to themselves. It was also found that once the surrounding lands were cleared of orcs, their village could thrive in safety.
Those skin-changing men and women of the first generation began to pair off and take husband and wife, building homes much in the style of Beorn's, living off the land, and creating families of their own. For the first time, the cubs born to the skin changers could have playmates, and refuge within the Vales of the Anduin. They grew strong and hardy, and wild.
It was not too many years before news of the clan traveled to the Far North, and Beorn met Grimhild, a skin changer who had come from from north of the Grey Mountains, where the Northern Waste lay near Mount Gundabad. Grimhild was the only one left of her family, scarred and missing an ear, yet sturdy. It was quickly that Beorn saw her as fit to lead the Beornings beside him for her war-experience and skill in the forests, and he took her to wife. They were soon given their first son, who they named Heard, and looked forward to raising him in the Vale where he would be safe and well nourished, and not need live through the hardships that his own parents had faced.
Heard was large! Strong like his father! At the rate he ate and grew, both Beorn and Grimhild knew that he would become just as large, and rise up as the next leader of their people. Unfortunately... things did not come to be. While the other Beorning children grew and mastered the magic of skin-changing like their parents, Heard made no such gains. While the cub was hairy as any other boy, and could look no less fierce than his Father, he had no control over shifting. Not once did he take the form of a bear like his parents, though he was not without his attempts.
The child who should have been an heir to their clan was shown to be unable for such a place after a time, and Beorn and Grimhild sought to have another son. It was a daughter born to them next; Berahild, who's ears would grow furry in her infant cries for milk. Proud she made her Father when she first shifted to the form of a tumbling cub as she rolled through the meadow. Yet still she was female, and Beorn needed a son to be his heir.
His Father was growing older in age when Grim was born, and it was with the relief of his parents when at the age of four springs, he was able to skin-change for the first time into a roly-poly black bear. At this time he was given the new name 'Grimbeorn', in honor of his Father, and raised from this point on to follow in his pawprints as the heir of the Beornings, though he was the youngest among his siblings.
From a young age, Grimbeorn joined his Father and Brother on nearby patrols of the forest, Beorn and Grimbeorn taking the form of great, shaggy bears, and Heard wielding his axe. Grimbeorn could never catch up to his brother in height of human form, but when he changed to bear, he surpassed him easily, growing past 9 feet by the age of ten. At they age of fourteen, Grimbeorn was allowed to take to the high pass with the others, leaving Heard behind. His brother was a fierce warrior who he learned much from in axe wielding, an tracking, but not a bear warrior, and thus was needed nearer home.
Grimbeorn was taken among the elders after his first warg battle in the mountain passes, now considered a 'man' among his people, he grew deep in the wisdom gleaned from his Father and the other men. He grew to love his duty above all, and came to see his own life as a sacrifice to his people; that he could lead them in what was best, keeping his emotions aside for his task at hand, he grew apart from both his sister and brother in many ways.
After the passing of his parents in their old age, Grimbeorn became the Chieftain of his people, an a strong leader he was. Though he missed the wisdom of his Father and Mother, he had still the elders, and he still had Heard and Beranhild. Beranhild was, like himself, a warrior for their people, until she took a husband and settled into a more docile life of animal husbandry and raising her daughter.
Heard though, had taken a wife, and sired a son, Ealdian. His nephew's skill was apparent from the start, and while Heard taught him by way of axe, Grimbeorn taught him, as his Father before, in the wielding of tooth and claw.
Beorn had told Grimbeorn, before his death, that he need take a mate and raise a son and heir of his own now, but once his Father had passed, Grimbeorn saw a way which seemed better. He had no need to search for a wife, to distract him from his purpose and duty, when there was already one who was blood of his blood, who he could train in the place of his own son. Though he had never stated such a thing, Grimbeorn also saw it as a form of restitution to his brother. The place of the Chieftain, which was now his, should have rightfully belonged to Heard. It was only given to rights in Grimbeorn's mind, that Heard's blood continue the line of the Beorning Chieftains after Grimbeorn was finished.
The raising of the cub Ealdian came in a way as a shared duty and privilege to Heard and Grimbeorn, and for some time the brother's seemed to unite in a way they had not since Grimbeorn's fourteenth spring when he had departed to the mountains with his Father alone. Ealdian grew in skill so quickly that both men where sure he would surpass their own before long, and they were both proud of him for it. He would make a strong leader when the time came and Grimbeorn was well pleased.
There was one difference of opinion taken by Ealdian however, and that was his desire to raise a family of his own. Nelda came as his wife, and Grimbeorn could not disapprove of her for she was a strong leader in battle herself amidst the Beorning patrols. She bore his nephew cubs, taking several years break from her duties, though returned thereafter to patrol alongside Ealdian while he continued to gain in skill, and Grimbeorn's reservations to the arrangement vanished.
That was until the autumn of 3009, when the Beornings were diverting a large pack of wargs from the pass, Ealdian and Nelda, being the faster among them, led the wargs and orc riders on a chase down the mountainside to where the rest of the Beornings were gathered ready to decimate them. It was when Nelda's foot became caught in a snare, set of orcish design, and the wargs closing the gap between them, that Nelda shifted back to her human form to use her hands and free herself. Not moving quickly enough, the wargs descended on her thin human skin and pierced her to death. Ealdian, hearing the scream, turned and dove straight into the pack, well overnumbered and also lost his life. Upon hearing the fight the rest of the Beornings found their way to the feasting wargs and managed to kill the ones which had lingered, though many had already escaped their tooth and claws. Grimbeorn was among the patrol and had been the one to take the word back to Heard that his son, and Grimbeorn's heir, had been killed.
Remaining emotionless was part of Grimbeorn's life, and he delivered the news in the same way, and could not allow himself to take to mourning in the same way the rest of his family did. He had to move on swiftly to planning what would now become of their clan, now that the heir to the Chieftain was dead.
He had no more blood to take his place; his nephew by Heard was dead, his great nephew, young and fierce as he was yet, had still shown no signs of being a skin changer. Grimbeorn could hear the voice of his Father long ago reminding himto make his own family, and produce an heir of his own, yet he had seen very well how that had gone for his nephew, and Grimbeorn knew he could never let a distraction of that sort take from him his duty. Another option is to seek outside his own bloodline for someone who would be worthy of the title. As of now, Grimbeorn is broodier than ever while he tries to figure his plan out and make the best decision for his people.
If anyone would like to play this character HERE HE IS; contact Denny or Runa to discuss..The Facade.
Character Name: Grimbeorn
Name Meaning: Fierce Warrior
Age: 42
Date of Birth: Spring, 2968 Third Age
Race: Beorning
Residence: Near the Carrock, West of Mirkwood
Profession: Chieftain of the Beornings
Appearance:
Being a skin-changer, Grimbeorn has two appearances, one of man and one of bear.
In his beastly form he appears as a huge black bear, fanged and scarred from his years fighting the wargs and wolves of the passes. Standing 17 feet on his hind legs, and appearing even larger when in his wrath.
When he takes his human form he stands roughly 8 foot 5 inches, slightly smaller than his Father before him, but no less fierce. He has brown hair and blue eyes, a weathered appearance, and a slight danger to the look in his eye. He is powerful in strength as both man and bear.
He dresses not in skins or leathers, but only wool and things given made from the fiber of plants.
Personality:
Grimbeorn is somewhat brooding and impatient. He did not take his Father's role as Chieftain of the Beornings by mere bloodline; he is a fierce opponent and has strong opinions as a leader of his clan. He is wise concerning the ways of the forest and the struggle of the rising darkness, yet, he also lives a life that can feel somewhat secluded (as he desires), enjoying the labors of his simple logging, farming, and beekeeping.
Of greatest importance to Grimbeorn are his animals, and these are where his gentle nature can be seen. They are all trained and intelligent; perhaps intelligent beyond the reasoning of normal men. His horses, sheep, and cattle understand his words. His dogs are servers in his house, and can walk upon their hind legs, and Grimbeorn speaks to them in “barks twisted into some sort of speech.” He raises great hives of fierce bees, and communicates to them in hums. He communes with the bears of the forest and speaks in their own language.
Of the other creatures he is well acquainted, living in harmony with all domestic and forest beings. He does not raise his animals for meat, nor hunt, only using what they will share with him. He loves all forest creatures aside from the wargs and wolves that prowl with the orc packs.
He has a close friendship with the elves who travel the Great East Road between the realms of Rivendell and Mirkwood, and also the Rangers who help to keep the lands clear of the same foul creatures he detests. While not entirely fond of travelers, for he likes his solitude, he works with the traders who come through the region, his honey being his main form of commerce, though he is reluctant to share his honey-cakes with travelers, rather giving them to eat plain honey and cream instead.
Grimbeorn is an overseer to the all the happenings of his clan, heading the meetings which take place among the Beornings in the Great Hall of his home near the Carrock. While he could not exactly be called a 'family man', he sees value in each of his clan members, the shifters and the non-shifters alike, and respects the role that each one plays.
Grimbeorn is not fond of dwarves for their greed and love of metals, though having respect for {almost} all life, he will tolerate their presence in a disapproving and somewhat threatening manner.
He is a bitter enemy of the goblins that dwell in the mountain halls, and the orcs that prowl the high pass.
.The Blood.
Parents: Beorn and Grimhild (deceased)
Siblings:
Heard, brother .53.
Beranhild, sister .46.
Nephew and heir:
Ealdian, by Heard (deceased)
Nieces:
Grimwyn, by Beranhild .20.
Nelda, by marriage to Ealdian (deceased)
Great Nephew:
Orvin, by Ealdian and Nelda .7.
Great Niece:
Wilona, by Ealdian and Nelda .7.
History:
Before the war that drove the great dragon Smaug to his death, the skin changers lived alone, scattered up and down the Misty Mountains, sometimes by word of mouth discovering one another and raising small families until they were run off by the woodsmen, or decimated by the orcs. Perhaps almost vanquished.
A short time after the Battle of the Five Armies, news of the great were-bear that had killed countless orcs began to spread. Beorn became named as the Cheiftain of the Beornings for the great deeds and number of orc and warg he had slain during the war. It was then that the forest men; those who were shifters drew together and began to live truly as a clan, beginning in part with a small village, but as time went on and word spread, it slowly expanded as people came from up and down the mountains to be with those who were like them.
The Beornings found that they could work well together. Though bears are solitary creatures, the bear-men found that they could patrol the forests and mountain passes together and stave off the goblin, orc, and warg with greater ferocity than ever before. They became their own nation. A 'people' to themselves. It was also found that once the surrounding lands were cleared of orcs, their village could thrive in safety.
Those skin-changing men and women of the first generation began to pair off and take husband and wife, building homes much in the style of Beorn's, living off the land, and creating families of their own. For the first time, the cubs born to the skin changers could have playmates, and refuge within the Vales of the Anduin. They grew strong and hardy, and wild.
It was not too many years before news of the clan traveled to the Far North, and Beorn met Grimhild, a skin changer who had come from from north of the Grey Mountains, where the Northern Waste lay near Mount Gundabad. Grimhild was the only one left of her family, scarred and missing an ear, yet sturdy. It was quickly that Beorn saw her as fit to lead the Beornings beside him for her war-experience and skill in the forests, and he took her to wife. They were soon given their first son, who they named Heard, and looked forward to raising him in the Vale where he would be safe and well nourished, and not need live through the hardships that his own parents had faced.
Heard was large! Strong like his father! At the rate he ate and grew, both Beorn and Grimhild knew that he would become just as large, and rise up as the next leader of their people. Unfortunately... things did not come to be. While the other Beorning children grew and mastered the magic of skin-changing like their parents, Heard made no such gains. While the cub was hairy as any other boy, and could look no less fierce than his Father, he had no control over shifting. Not once did he take the form of a bear like his parents, though he was not without his attempts.
The child who should have been an heir to their clan was shown to be unable for such a place after a time, and Beorn and Grimhild sought to have another son. It was a daughter born to them next; Berahild, who's ears would grow furry in her infant cries for milk. Proud she made her Father when she first shifted to the form of a tumbling cub as she rolled through the meadow. Yet still she was female, and Beorn needed a son to be his heir.
His Father was growing older in age when Grim was born, and it was with the relief of his parents when at the age of four springs, he was able to skin-change for the first time into a roly-poly black bear. At this time he was given the new name 'Grimbeorn', in honor of his Father, and raised from this point on to follow in his pawprints as the heir of the Beornings, though he was the youngest among his siblings.
From a young age, Grimbeorn joined his Father and Brother on nearby patrols of the forest, Beorn and Grimbeorn taking the form of great, shaggy bears, and Heard wielding his axe. Grimbeorn could never catch up to his brother in height of human form, but when he changed to bear, he surpassed him easily, growing past 9 feet by the age of ten. At they age of fourteen, Grimbeorn was allowed to take to the high pass with the others, leaving Heard behind. His brother was a fierce warrior who he learned much from in axe wielding, an tracking, but not a bear warrior, and thus was needed nearer home.
Grimbeorn was taken among the elders after his first warg battle in the mountain passes, now considered a 'man' among his people, he grew deep in the wisdom gleaned from his Father and the other men. He grew to love his duty above all, and came to see his own life as a sacrifice to his people; that he could lead them in what was best, keeping his emotions aside for his task at hand, he grew apart from both his sister and brother in many ways.
After the passing of his parents in their old age, Grimbeorn became the Chieftain of his people, an a strong leader he was. Though he missed the wisdom of his Father and Mother, he had still the elders, and he still had Heard and Beranhild. Beranhild was, like himself, a warrior for their people, until she took a husband and settled into a more docile life of animal husbandry and raising her daughter.
Heard though, had taken a wife, and sired a son, Ealdian. His nephew's skill was apparent from the start, and while Heard taught him by way of axe, Grimbeorn taught him, as his Father before, in the wielding of tooth and claw.
Beorn had told Grimbeorn, before his death, that he need take a mate and raise a son and heir of his own now, but once his Father had passed, Grimbeorn saw a way which seemed better. He had no need to search for a wife, to distract him from his purpose and duty, when there was already one who was blood of his blood, who he could train in the place of his own son. Though he had never stated such a thing, Grimbeorn also saw it as a form of restitution to his brother. The place of the Chieftain, which was now his, should have rightfully belonged to Heard. It was only given to rights in Grimbeorn's mind, that Heard's blood continue the line of the Beorning Chieftains after Grimbeorn was finished.
The raising of the cub Ealdian came in a way as a shared duty and privilege to Heard and Grimbeorn, and for some time the brother's seemed to unite in a way they had not since Grimbeorn's fourteenth spring when he had departed to the mountains with his Father alone. Ealdian grew in skill so quickly that both men where sure he would surpass their own before long, and they were both proud of him for it. He would make a strong leader when the time came and Grimbeorn was well pleased.
There was one difference of opinion taken by Ealdian however, and that was his desire to raise a family of his own. Nelda came as his wife, and Grimbeorn could not disapprove of her for she was a strong leader in battle herself amidst the Beorning patrols. She bore his nephew cubs, taking several years break from her duties, though returned thereafter to patrol alongside Ealdian while he continued to gain in skill, and Grimbeorn's reservations to the arrangement vanished.
That was until the autumn of 3009, when the Beornings were diverting a large pack of wargs from the pass, Ealdian and Nelda, being the faster among them, led the wargs and orc riders on a chase down the mountainside to where the rest of the Beornings were gathered ready to decimate them. It was when Nelda's foot became caught in a snare, set of orcish design, and the wargs closing the gap between them, that Nelda shifted back to her human form to use her hands and free herself. Not moving quickly enough, the wargs descended on her thin human skin and pierced her to death. Ealdian, hearing the scream, turned and dove straight into the pack, well overnumbered and also lost his life. Upon hearing the fight the rest of the Beornings found their way to the feasting wargs and managed to kill the ones which had lingered, though many had already escaped their tooth and claws. Grimbeorn was among the patrol and had been the one to take the word back to Heard that his son, and Grimbeorn's heir, had been killed.
Remaining emotionless was part of Grimbeorn's life, and he delivered the news in the same way, and could not allow himself to take to mourning in the same way the rest of his family did. He had to move on swiftly to planning what would now become of their clan, now that the heir to the Chieftain was dead.
He had no more blood to take his place; his nephew by Heard was dead, his great nephew, young and fierce as he was yet, had still shown no signs of being a skin changer. Grimbeorn could hear the voice of his Father long ago reminding himto make his own family, and produce an heir of his own, yet he had seen very well how that had gone for his nephew, and Grimbeorn knew he could never let a distraction of that sort take from him his duty. Another option is to seek outside his own bloodline for someone who would be worthy of the title. As of now, Grimbeorn is broodier than ever while he tries to figure his plan out and make the best decision for his people.