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Mhelindra

Mhelindra Rose Nettlegrove
Race: 
Man
Background: 
A prim and proper lady. Meek, mild and soft as a brush, more likely to run away and hide than stand her ground. Nevertheless intelligent, caring and generous.

Blessed Starlight

Kinship Type: 
Elven
Kinship Status: 
Dormant (not recruiting)
Background: 
Formed from friendship and love, the House of Estel Gil-Galad, or Blessed Starlight as it is more commonly called, is no longer as well known as once it was. Never too large nor too grand, this elven House has ever been a happy one, content to conduct its own affairs quietly and not bring undue attention to itself. Originally founded by Erranor, the duties of leadership were passed on to Mithithiel when her predecessor heeded the call of the sea and took the Long Road, travelling to the West.

Cironael

Cironael Aranohtar
Race: 
Elf
Background: 
Cironael Aranohtar is the heir to one of Lindon noble houses - house Aranohtar. Although not royalty, Aranohtars have always faithfully served elven High-Kings of old as captains, councillors and advisors. Since the fall of Gil-Galad the family has turned it's attention to watching over the lands that formerly were the home of elves and assisting descendants of Numenor - mostly Dunedain rangers of the North as Kingdom of Gondor in the south seems to be too preoccupied with it's own legacy to recognise allies of days long gone.

Rowana

Rowana Fairborn
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Hobbit
Background: 

Many scholars are quick to point out the many curious gaps in the History of the Fairborn family, a matter which to this day has not been fully answered and is the subject of much debate. However it is generally accepted that the Fairborns originated from the village of Tighfield in the South Farthing, where they may well have been involved in the growing of pipe-weed. (To be continued)

[A note upon the front of the repository]

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What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Official Document
To all new additions to the new census of the grey repository: The Grey Repository is pleased you have come, and hope for many more of you! Thank you! We would ask that you inform your numerous Kinships of this cause, and also your friends - and perhaps their friends! The more of you we have, the greater collection of knowledge we can put together! Thank you, once again! --Signed, ----The Grey Repository

Gaelle the Scatterbrain

What type of content is this?: 
Artwork: Drawing
I met this young warrior girl, can you imagine it, a mere GIRL traipsing around in all that armour. She didn't seem to mind it though, and she was happy to sit down for tea and some cakes. I made a couple sketches of her in my notebook for remembering. This was her face when I first met her (or bumped into). ((Testing gallery uploading with some old doodles of mine))

Lhasbelin

Lhasbelin the Vain
Race: 
Elf
Background: 

Lhasbelin is the youngest child in a long line of craftsmen. After the fall of Eregion her kin moved to Lothlórien, where she was born in 2503. She lived there only briefly before her entire kin, tired of their hardships in Middle-Earth, started their long journey towards the Grey Havens. They lingered for years in Imladris, where Lhasbelin first became interested in the history and craftmanship of her people.

Luwyn

Luwyn "Lu"
Status: 
Dormant
Race: 
Man
Background: 

 

 

Belegaran

Belegaran
Race: 
Man
Background: 
Born in the Port-city of Pelargir. Has never been much of a talker, oft being quiet around folk he doesn't know and most of the time even quiet to those he has met before in the past. As far as mood goes he isn't quick to get angered but when angered he tends to become haughty. Although his expression often looks as if he's moody, he's very loyal and caring to those he trusts and regards as friends. Can also be quite cheerful and playful, though tries to keep this side limited if he's to be seen in public.

A Wonder

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

To mortal Men, a wonder she is; kind and golden and bright. To me, my love is much more dear; to me, she gives light.

My dear Malliel is as soft as snow; as beautiful as the dew on the morn. When our eyes first met, and our lips first smiled; love in our hearts was born.

Now I cannot tell how much I love her, how dear she is to me; our child alone understands us. Together, a family, we are free.

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