Olwing
Olwing
| Name | Olwing |
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| Occupation | sworn to Gondor |
| Age | youngish |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | wherever sent by Gondor |
| Kinship | ragh hrafen fianna |
| Outward Appearance | A lean woman, shaped by her oaths to Gondor both physically and mentally, Olwing stands proud and alert. Usually grim-faced, at times seeming to be carved from stone, her blue-black eyes give her face most of its animation and expression. Even her hair is subjected to her will, elaborately plaited, curled and determinedly fixed in place. |
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Background
Olwing comes north accompanied by a bitter companion, Godrich. Liking his orders to act as her banner man as little as she likes her orders to have the vicious, sour man alongside her, they make an ill-matched pair. Bound together Olwing retreats further into her duties as a captain; hating serving a woman - particularly this one - Godrich tests her patience as far as it can go.
To those she meets Olwing is reserved and courteous, helping those in need unless it detracts from the driving purpose behind all her actions. Only rarely does the mantle of her duties slip from her shoulders, revealing a glimpse of the woman she could have been, had the world been otherwise.
Olwing seems isolated from the other Gondorians in the north. She would not be able to tell you whether this is because she is a woman in a man's world, due to her odd accent, or her own natural manner.
| Friends | Vallandur,Valarwen, Araenion, Naruvir,Amlarad |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | honour,valour and duty |
|---|---|
| Hates | oathbreakers |
| Motivation | to fulfil her oaths |
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Olwing's Adventures
| the blue maw | 3 days 17 hours ago |
| a child's toy | 2 weeks 2 days ago |
| Ranger's hands and a soldier's solace | 4 weeks 1 day ago |
| seeds of doubt | 5 weeks 22 hours ago |
| gifts | 6 weeks 2 days ago |
