|Residence||Wherever her travels take her|
Creowyn is known as a wandering minstrel of the Riddermark, the realm of the horselords under Theoden King. She grew up in a small village near Edoras where her mother helped to tend to the queen before her death. At the age of eight, Creowyn's father, a captain of the Mark, was killed in an orc raid in the wastes of Emyn Muil, and her mother succumbed to the grief of his loss in the form of a withering sickness. Creowyn was sent away to Edoras itself in the care of her mother's sister - a woman who tried and failed to tame the child into a proper lady of the court. Instead, Creowyn would spend hours listening to the traveling bards within the Golden Hall and racing into all sorts of adventures, with or without the approval of her more cautious friends. Then, one day, Creowyn's mother left. Simply left, using the last of her strength to begin a journey, to wander until she found solace from her grief somewhere else in Middle Earth. It has been many years since she was last heard from at the borders of Mirkwood.
Inheriting her mother's penchant for wandering (and stubborn streak) Creowyn too can now be found creating her own tales of both folly and bravery in the dark places of this world. But unlike her mother, her wandering spirit is a joyful one seeking to bring happiness and encouragement to those she meets, and thus she gave up most of the warrior's ways in favor of merriment and song. She is the first to propose a quest for glory - to have great deeds to sing of - and dive into the adventure - and also the first to learn from that fool recklessness and run in the opposite direction (while desperately raising the morale of the poor companions who she also caught in the mess).
The deep-rooted whisperings that lead to the slow decay of Edoras in the hands of Grima Wormtongue finally spurred Creowyn to leave behind all the places and friends she knew and loved to do what her mother had done, and what is denied to many of her friends in Rohan - to take up a sword and follow the men into battle - for glory, honor, and to inspire peace in Middle Earth.
((OOC Music Credit - "Da Thábh air an Fharaidh, Da Foostra" by Gráinne Hambly & William Jackson))
Her godmother Gaomee, her true mother wandering the wilds, and her aunt in Edoras
None - Creowyn tries to see the good in everyone
Fabaran, adventure, music, listening to stories, telling stories, her homeland of Rohan, and standing up for those who have neither voice nor sword.
Evil, injustice, and those big, filthy, stinking orcs.
To find her mother.
"May your sword never lose its edge and your heart never its song."