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Firfalas

Firfalas, of the Line of Dannael
| Name | Firfalas |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Archivist and Healer |
| Age | In her mid-fourties |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Dunedain of Dol Amroth |
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| Outward Appearance | Small framed, but hardened by arduous traveling. A fine lined face, the skin naturally white despite being out and about the lands. She wears her auburn hair long, slightly wavy from being kempt by the winds; carries either a knife or some kind of long Sword. Usually to be found in a traveling robe with various pockets, high boots, protective gloves and a quiver/bow combination or a bag with writing materials slung over her back. Instruments are stored within the saddle bags of her horse. |
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Background
Firfalas hails from the Kingdom of Gondor. Her great Grandfather's line - originally of the northern kingdom of Arnor lands - settled in the coastal region of Belfalas, where she was born and raised in the realm of the Lord of Dol Amroth; hence Firfalas regards herself as Gondorian. From early childhood she showed an increasing interest in the history and story-telling of her people and all men in Middle Earth alike, memorizing a diverse repertoire of melodies and poetry. After studying lore at the city of Dol Amroth she is send as a student to Minas Tirith where she meets a man designated to guard the lands of Ithilien; they fall in love and join in matrimony. To be able to follow him to Ithilien she acquires basic training in Healing and as a morale soldier (Bard) and enters the service of the Rangers.
Years pass and finally danger grows too fierce in Ithilien and the few women in service are send with a group of protective forces to travel the various regions of Gondor to help people with the difficulties and tasks of preparing for war from the east. Everyone knows it is not a question of if but when war comes.
On a mission to patrol the borderlands to the north of Lossarnach the group falls prey to roaming bands of Orcs and Wilderlings. They are taken captive and brought northwest. Firfalas is freed, but knows not what happended to the rest of her band or why they were not killed instantly. With support she finds her way to Pelargir and faces soon new troubles.
Her capture too has left marks she is weary to think about too deeply. Torn between loyalty, Oath and unexpected encounters in her new found position it is yet open which road she will choose to wander while the war with evil continues to rage.
Firfalas has taken up to document and map lost places of history during her travels esp. libraries of old.
*Dannael: lake (home) has fallen in Sindarin, one could assume this refers to the old city of Annuminas; a name assumed by the family after settling in Gondor; referencing northern origin
| Friends | |
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| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies | none |
| Loves | The Sea |
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| Motivation | |
| Quotes | Beauty lies in skill. |
Firfalas's Adventures
| Of Dragons and Hillmen | 12 years 1 month ago |
| Arrival in Moria | 12 years 2 months ago |
