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Eitheldore

Eitheldore Maeglîriell of Imladris
| Name | Eitheldore |
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| Occupation | Wanderer |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Imladris/wherever her brother is |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance | She is a young elf with a curious fire in her eyes. Her hair is long and black and free save for a few braids that hang loose.
For an elf, there seems nothing special about her features, except that fresh air of youth and curiosity. |
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Background
Eitheldore was one day practicing her lute, when her brother barged in and claimed he wanted to see the world. And since she had given a promise to take care of her little brother, she reluctantly agreed to this adventure.
Their parents were such: A healer and a warrior, and the two had left Imladris some time ago on an important task, though they would not tell what sort of task it was, nor when they would return. But the siblings were grown and they were both skilled in the art of the sword, so they were safe; and Imladris was a haven after all.
The siblings know little of their parents' whereabouts - perhaps, so they hope, they will meet them on their journeys? Or hear word of them when they return to Imladris? Perhaps so. They would see.
| Friends | few |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Brother: Hirestel |
| Rivals/Enemies | none |
| Loves | Her brother, song, tales |
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| Hates | |
| Motivation | Protecting her brother, wherever he may go. |
| Quotes | A Lute is NOT for bashing in heads! |
Eitheldore's Adventures
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