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Kalizir

Kalizir
| Name | Kalizir |
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| Occupation | Priestess and servant of the Great Eye |
| Age | Older than she appears |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Eriador |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance | Her reddened eyes are a grey, steely color and her skin is dark, hinting that she may be of eastern decent-- her rolling accent confirms this, and the fact that she speaks very little of the Westron tongue. She is tall and her features decievingly place her at a younger age than is true. When she is not hiding her face with a hood, her dark hair appears to have been sheared recently and haphazardly. Should one be unlucky enough to stumble across her, she can be seen wearing ruddy grey rags that conceal any hint of who or what she is. On exceptionally rare occasions and only around her fellow disciples, she will doff her bloody crimson finery. |
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Background
She holds a great many secrets.
| Friends | Narechil |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies |
| Loves | Herself; power; Narechil |
|---|---|
| Hates | Hot sunshine; many of those around her; authority |
| Motivation | The richest of rewards for her devotion to the Great Eye |
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Kalizir's Adventures
| A Matter of Blood | 12 years 4 months ago |
