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Tuaran

Tuaran, Watchwoman
| Name | Tuaran |
|---|---|
| Occupation | Hunter of dark beasts |
| Age | Difficult to describe |
| Race | Elf |
|---|---|
| Residence | Nowhere permanent |
| Kinship | E Voronwë |
| Outward Appearance | Dark lank hair, pale blue eyes, a face that often appears unmoving. Wearing old-fashioned clothes, with signs of travel and age showing clearly. |
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Background

An elf of apparently Sindarin descent, born ages ago when her kin fled from their ruined homeland and hid many years in the broken, unfamiliar wilderness. She is more at home in the woods and mountains than at any civilized place, preferring solitude and contemplation in nature to artistic or scholarly pursuits. She enjoys the company of her kindred, but dislikes and avoids most formal occasions. She often spends years dwelling in the wilderness, but seldom in the same place. While briefly visiting Imladris or the havens of Ered Luin, she looks for news of strange winds, foul beasts, and other suspicious sightings, and then plans her next travel, or "watch", accordingly. After each watch her maps sport new markings, lines and annotations, which she believes will eventually reveal a predictable pattern in the comings of such things.

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| Loves | Solace in nature, thrill of the hunt, songs without words |
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| Hates | Intruders, loud noises, wildfire |
| Motivation | Studying patterns in nature |
| Quotes | "I'm not a scholar, but.." |
