Character: Faramir, OFC
Source: Pre-Ring War
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From curved knife to glaive, to axe head, rounded buckler, and back to silvered sliver in the night – Faramir could count the moon’s phases in weaponry by the time he’d attained double figures in years.
“Imaginative” said his tutor.
“Dreamer” said his sergeant-at-arms.
“Foolish boy!” said his father.
Only Amah put an arm around his shoulder and whispered “they know nothing”.
She found him old illustrated texts, smuggled from beneath the library-keeper’s nose. She showed him the weapons, told him their uses, told tales of heroes and warriors…
And when the hordes came to Osgiliath, he knew what he faced.