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Silvest

Silvest Anollian
| Name | Silvest |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Keeper of Runes |
| Age | Young for an Elf |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Imladris |
| Kinship | N/A |
| Outward Appearance | Silvest is short for an elf, reaching to about a human's height of five feet and four inches off the ground. She is a thin, healthy elf, but is graced with soft, womanly curves. Her angled, yet soft face is blessed with a small, rounded nose centered between two rosy cheeks.. Below her nose are supple lips of pink and silk. Soft spoken are the words that spill from her lips. And above her nose, are two slim brows, always raised curiously.. But below her brows are silver-blue eyes, that seem to glow in the moonlit nights of Imladris.. Atop her head is heavenly, golden-brown river of hair, reaching her waist and maybe below that. Though her hair is always pinned in a gorgeous fashion, with pins of silver and white gold, also small jewels if the occasion allows it.. (She really just looks like her banner!)
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Background
Silvest was born in Lorien, at the end of the Third Era, second youngest to Laenmir the Shifty and Kilnona the Rune-Master. Her older sister, Silmaine was born in Mirkwood in the middle of the Third Era, and is a huntress in the dying forest of the once Greenwood. She was raised in Lorien by her mother, while her father, Laenmir was in Mirkwood with her sister.
Kilnona taught the young elfling all she could about Rune-Keeping, puzzle-solving, and how to be a proper Lady of Lorien. Young Silvest was a curious elf, and still is to this day. Always getting into things she shouldn't, but when it came to observing. She has a keen eye for the littlest things, the tiniest changes in the clouds, the weather, the water flowing in the streams..
This went on for almost seven-hundred years...
Half way through her lifetime, tragedy struck in the young elf's eyes... An accident with a Dwarf's hunting trap, ended her father's life.. Her mother, her sister, and herself are still stricken with grief, the loss of a great Hunter and Father heavy on their shoulders.. But they kept living.. Silvest was skilled in the Keeping of Runes, her mother saw this and sent her to Imladris, the home of Elrond Half-Elven. For the next eight hundred years and some months, she tended the Runes that entered his Library..
You can still find her tending the Library's Runes, dressed in a night blue evening gown, her hair down across her shoulders in elaborate curls... Eyes never leaving the carvings of the stones...
| Friends | |
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| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | Hard puzzles, spiders, messy hair |
| Loves | Old runes, precious jewels, dresses, song-birds, water, the moon, winter, chocolate, and puzzles. |
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| Hates | Dwarves to a certain degree, war, not understanding, spiders, death and infected wounds.. And wounds in general. |
| Motivation | To solved any puzzle she can.. And to sneak chocolate succesfully out of the kitchen and into her gob! |
| Quotes | "I got it!" "Chocolate? Where?" "Fiddle strings!" |
