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Lindoluce
Lindolucë of Imladris
| Name | Lindoluce |
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| Occupation | Scholar |
| Age | Very young |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Imladris / currently near Duillond |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance | She seems not fully grown yet, not a child anymore but not yet quite an adult. Her black hair is cut short in an uneven manner and her body struggles to heal from countless wounds. Her clothes are ragged and patched up, and most of her skin is covered in bandages. A presence of fright is about her. She sems afraid of far too many things. |
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Background
No one knows what happened to the girl, why she bears so many wounds, nor why she took an oath to not speak. But she has been lingering in the library of Duillond for several months now, rummaging through all the books there, flipping pages, making copies, studying maps - searching for something; but she would not say for what. The few words she shared were through sign-language, and through writing, though all very scacely. All they know of her is that she was born in Imladris and that she calls herself Lindolucë.
| Friends | none |
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| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies | none |
| Loves | ancient texts, riddles, old lore |
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| Hates | dwarves, orcs and other dark creatures, her wounds, her oath |
| Motivation | the find whatveer she is searching for... |
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Lindoluce's Adventures
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