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Hithaearil
Hithaearil
| Name | Hithaearil |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Guard / Spy |
| Age | Looks to be around 25 years old. Is over 4,500. |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Wherever she is sent |
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| Outward Appearance | (WIP) Pale of hair and skin, with an ethereal 'Moonlit' beauty, Hithaearil usually hides herself under large, hooded cloaks. She is someone who shuns company, and does not dress to draw attention. If anyone does get to see her face, they will find an elleth with shimmering blue grey eyes, rosebud pink lips, and a glowing sheen on her skin. Her voice is softly melodic, mesmerizing, enchanting. Her expression cold and aloof. She is tall and willowy of build, appearing as one meant more for study and song than any physical battle. But do not be deceived by appearances, she is as swift and accurate with a sword as she can be with her tongue. She speaks Sindarin with a slightly odd accent, and also Westron. It seems she can speak certain other languages also.
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Background
| Friends | None she would name as such. |
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| Relatives | None spoken of, but there is reason to suspect she is from beyond the Greenwood. |
| Rivals/Enemies | 'Rival' means nothing to her. She tends to think she had more enemies than she actually does. |
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| Hates | Betrayal. Destruction of the forrests. |
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