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Anonymous
Captain Mallossel Amathland
| Name | Anonymous |
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| Status | Deleted |
| Occupation | Previously a Captain of Elves, she rests now in Imladris as she wearies and hears the call of the Sea. |
| Age | Born in the First Age. |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | She had long considered home under the eaves of Caras Galadhon, but has recently made residence in Imladris at the behest of an old friend. |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Mallossel Amathland is of Noldorin heritage, born in the First Age in Gondolin.
Her hair is long and dark, rich in its color as it falls across her shoulders and face. When she still regularly saw combat, it would be pulled up high out of her face and into an elegant knot on her head, or braided back so as to keep her vision clear. These days, however, she lets it fall loosely where it may.
Eyes of green in vibrant colors are the defining feature of her face. Her nose and cheekbones are otherwise sharp and angular, and because she does not oft smile, this can make her come across reserved or cold. Fitting, as she holds fiercely, unfortunately, to the Noldorin attribute of pride.
She is tall in height, and her form is corded with muscle. Years of battle have hardened her expressions, and her posture seems taut as if she is always on guard. When wearing her armor, there are no other distinguishable marks about her, as she is usually fully covered. In other settings, ones that call for robes or dresses, there are marks upon her skin to be seen. From her lower neck, down the front of her shoulders to her hip, on her right side, there lie faded burn marks from a fire long ago. They are not hard to see, but she does not like to speak of them. Mallossel carries also many scars littered along her shoulders and arms from battle, but her most notable one is from a sword piercing the flesh on her torso during the battle of Dagorlad. It is not a scar one would see lest she showed it, and she only ever speaks of it in passing when the topic of said battle arises.
Her armor she still wears, of Lothlórien make. It fits her form, in colors of gold, peach, and brown, and is oft accompanied with a regal white cape. Her preferred dress is a long-sleeved garment with a myriad of colors and designs.
Although she claims to weary of battle and yearn for the West, she holds herself still as a Captain and is never seen long without her halberd... |
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Background
Mallossel does not often speak in detail about her past. It is known that she was born and raised in Gondolin before its fall. She often also speaks about fighting in The Last Alliance. If one were to spend significant time in her company, she may be more willing to speak of the Ages of her life.
Since the beginning of the Third Age, she has lived in Caras Galadhon, safely hidden away under the eaves north of the Rhovanion. Very recently, however, has she journeyed to Imladris. When asked, she would offer the explanation of preparing to journey West to the Grey Havens. However, she is oft found in the company of Cardanith, whom speaks of going East.
| Friends | Cardanith. Many others has Time perished, or they have fled to the Havens. |
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| Relatives | Her parents have long since left, and she has not seen her siblings in some time. |
| Rivals/Enemies | Dwarves. |
| Loves | A good tune. Music can bring her back to times of peace. She also enjoys reconnecting with old friends she has not seen in many years. To get in her good graces, one might also offer to join her on a long horseback ride. |
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| Hates | She has a distaste shared among her kin for Orcs, but she hates even more fervently anything among the Dragon-kind, including wyrms, drakes, and dragons; for she will never forget the fires that felled Gondolin and also marred her own skin. |
| Motivation | To leave Middle-Earth safe, but she yearns for the Sea herself. She is torn between loyalty to her friends and the desire to not have to fight anymore. |
| Quotes | "I will no longer let anyone tell me what I deserve. I am responsible for myself and mine alone, and I will bear the consequences for my own decisions alone as well." |
Anonymous's Adventures
| Old and new wounds | 3 years 2 months ago |
| End of a Chapter | 3 years 3 months ago |
| The Blades of the Southron | 3 years 5 months ago |
| Failures and consequences. | 3 years 5 months ago |
| The Day Isulril Died | 3 years 9 months ago |
