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Saervagor
Saervagor Nenglirion the Undying
| Name | Saervagor |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Errant Do-gooder |
| Age | Mature Adult |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Traveler |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance | Dull, short-cropped gray hair frames a face that is typically elven in form. An aquiline nose and large eyes that match the color of his hair. The corners of his mouth are often enough turned upward in a passive grin. The clothes he wears are often practical, consisting of leather while traveling or in town, and sometimes armor and mail when expecting a battle. The colors he favors range from a dark green to bright sienna, rust, or oranges. The tone of his voice is deep, yet eerily smooth. |
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Background
Having witnessed a great deal of Middle-Earth history, this has left him cautious of other races, but not to the point of belligerence. He still maintains a somewhat sunny disposition in spite of the trouble that the enemy has inflicted on Middle-Earth, and hopes to see Arda restored one day.
His wife was taken from him, and sent to the halls of Mandos. He still awaits her return, more perturbed by her absence, yet comfortable in the knowledge that he will go to Aman and find her waiting for him one day, if he doesn't fall in battle himself.
Meanwhile, he enjoys traveling alone to fight the enemy wherever they lurk, by and large.
| Friends | none |
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| Relatives | none |
| Rivals/Enemies | none |
| Loves | Light joy of battle, the rhythmic sounds of a forge, unlike many of his kind, he enjoys the company of dwarves. When he isn't talking to them about the finer points of forgecraft, he's mocking their beards. |
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| Hates | Servants of the enemy in general. Over-ornamentation of practical weaponry. Arrows. |
| Motivation | When he isn't involved in battle with the enemies of Middle-Earth, he's wandering, enjoying the sights and sounds of Arda. He also likes playing the lute on occasion. |
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