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Whindaer

Whindaër Ilinwhindë of Edhellond

Name Whindaer
Status
Active
Occupation
Borderguard of Edhellond, hunter, musician
Age
Concieved around 1500 S.A.
Race
Elf
Residence
Wanderer
Kinship
Laiquendi Order
Outward Appearance

Whindaer has dark brown hair gathered into a braid and dark blue eyes with a piercing gaze. She wears well-tailored leather armour in dark green shades, well suited to blend into the undergrowth of the dark pine forests along the northern Belfalas coast. In cold weather she wears a thick Warg fur cloak adorned with seashells.

Background

Whindaer is an Elf hunter with a determined mindset and kind humour. She has a just heart, and does not take lightly to uncalled-for remarks or snide behaviour. Over the years she has learned to rein in her fiery temperament, gift of her partly Noldorin blood, and uses that fire to guide her arrows in battle instead. Over-the-top pride and arrogance is something she greatly disapproves of, instead preaching humbleness and mutual respect. Greatly influenced by the teachings of her late mentor Seifor, she dreams of a day when all Quendi stand united under one banner, although she knows that it will probably never come to pass. In times of peace she enjoys simple pastimes, like the playing of music, the tending of growing things and woodcraft. She also loves horses and has spent many a day and late night discussing their tending with the keeper in the stables of Middle Earth.

Whindaer is a Noldo. Her father was a blacksmith who participated in the Third Kinslaying and later followed Celebrimbor when he founded Ost-In-Edhil, although he never fullty agreed with his political views and was an avid admirer of Annatar. Her mother could not bear to remain far from the Sea, which she always loved, and left him shortly after their first son Falastur was born. Whindaer was born in in a small haven west of Edhellond, a place that was utterly destroyed in the War between the Elves and Sauron, and had just reached maturity when all she knew turned to dust.

Despite her young age, Whindaer has seen much of battle and the loss of loved ones, the most important being her mentor. She can at times appear distant and aloof, as if she is hearing or seeing ghosts, but if asked about it she will only smile sadly.

Friends
Seifor (passed West), Malainel (passed West) Andarne, Zirakzi, Uworin, Celebfindel (passed West)
Relatives
None
Rivals/Enemies
Loves
Gardening, archery, woodcrafts, horses, snow, music
Hates
Wargs and spiders
Motivation
Quotes
"Trust not him who speaks gently and smiles as a friend; he will betray you 'ere night falls. Honesty lies in lasting actions, not fleeting words."

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