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Born the second of four children to the Shaman of a nomadic tribe of people. He was always a boy of nature, and he took liking to the hunters of the tribe from the time he was old enough to help carry their quivers. Though if ever inquired that's all he really remembers...he calls it a 'Stress induced forgetfulness'. Though what is known is that Jurn Thornhall was a survivor of the Thraxian genocide, and believed to be the sole survivor of his once proud nomadic tribe, though the facts of that are uncertain. He was taken in by house Deepwood as a Prodigal, and has developed himself from his natural adoration for the hunt into being an astounding member of the elite Deepwood Rangers. His attention to detail and committed drive to succeed have elevated him to become an officer of the Rangers and recently requested of his presence in the city of Arx to provide as a liaison for the training of units.

Angular and cool, with a persistent presence of a shadow of a beard beneath his taught, rustic and swarthy skin. His lips are firm and dour, beneath a nose of a razor-sharp aquiline. His eyes are vibrant and observant, a bright hazel in color that shimmers between different hues dependent upon the lighting. His hair is worn long, sleek strands of jet blackness with just a peppering of gray at his temples. His wide-backed lean musculature makes him seem an air of more status than he has, and there's little question of the strength contained in his sinewy muscle.

Jurn is a bit somber, and altogether somewhat of a dour person in general who doesn't speak unless something needs to be said. He is extremely attentive and has regularly been accused of being over-analytical of things. Despite his callous demeanor he is a rather friendly and nurturing man on the inside, a natural sort of mentor to those under him and in need. His sense of humor is understandably dark and he is often times reserved for a critical delivery of sarcastic whit though it has been known to get him in trouble on occasion.