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Scarach
Scarach
| Name | Scarach |
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| Occupation | Hard to tell, possibly a traveler, possibly a scholar, possibly a healer, possibly unemployed. |
| Age | Appears to be in her late teens although is in fact a little older than this. |
| Race | Man |
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| Residence | Originates from Gondor although she often travels. Recently she has often been found in Bree-Land. |
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| Outward Appearance | Scarach stands before you. She's small in height and stature, probably around 5ft2" to 5ft3" to be more precise and to try and build on this she will always have perfect posture to try and credit herself with more height than she actually has; her build is skinny with almost nothing in the way of curves but there is more muscle in her wiry frame than you might credit. Her skin is milky white in shade and generally flawless apart from a small scar at the base of her neck and many scars on her left hand as though someone has repeatedly slashed across the palm on numerous occassions, allowing the skin to heal up before slashing it again; she also has a black tattoo on her left arm, just below the shoulder of an intriciate, swirling pattern of twisting knots.
Her deep blue eyes rarely show her emotions although occassionally the faintest glint of anger or laughter can be seen in their depths, causing her other plain facial features to dwindle in comparason. However plain she may look in form and figure her hair is rather something else entirely and belays its simple surroundings. When loose, it cascades down her back to her hips in a thick multitude of night-black, tiny, gleaming braids, many of which have multicoloured threads plaited into them to give her hair a very subtle rainbow effect when the light catches it right. When tied up, her braids are swept into a complex knot onto the top of her head, carefully held in place by a headband made of small animal bones. Dramaticness seems to be the byword of her clothing indicated by the rich, often patterned and usually dark fabrics. She wears silver bands up her arms and a single pendant with a piece of amber as the jewel. On the belt which she always wears is a variety of different pouches of varying sizes, although their contents are usually kept a secret. She is always seen with her dagger thrust into her belt. The blade of the dagger is made of silver and the handle of some sort of bone or ivory with a piece of amber set into it as a pommel stone - definately a decorative or ceremonial piece rather than a practical piece. She often carries a slender staff made of ash which is far taller than she is. |
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Background
A clever maid from Gondor who's dreams of the dead led her to some odd beliefs.
She's a total genius to come up with the thoughts and rituals that she does, she's insane for believing them.
| Friends | None |
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| Relatives | Her relatives live in Gondor. |
| Rivals/Enemies | None as far as she's aware. |
| Loves | The dead, her family, dreaming, rituals/ceremonies, herself, people who look up to her, people who share her own odd beliefs. |
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| Hates | Elves and people who disagree with her or with what she does. |
| Motivation | To convert others to her own beliefs. |
| Quotes | "Shh!" |
