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Aurandel
Aurandel Elaran
| Name | Aurandel |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Scholar |
| Age | Old |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Wandering |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance |
His countenance seems to shine from within like unto the veils of the Valar, escaping his being most visibly in his eyes and hair. A Silmaril incarnate to those who love him, a light blinding to those who fear him. Yet to all he beams the same, gracious and reverent. |
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Background
(I am the artist.)
He speaks little of himself, claiming to be naught but a wanderer. A seeker of deep lore, which he shares more freely, be it in song or tale. He delights in debating the nature of the world, and in its sharing whether by him or others. Yet he is glad most of all when he is beside Airingil, his beloved. In her fiery tresses he sees secrets no others could ever hope to glimpse.
He seems to care little of worldly affairs, yet he begrudges not his aid where it is needed. In especial the presence of Airingil urges him to heal the hurts of many. Words to banish troubles of the mind, tunes to ease the heaviness of hearts, hands to heal wounds of the body, and the light of Aman to relieve the spirit.
| Friends | Airingil he holds above all, and the members of his wandering company follow, though he is friendly to all. |
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| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Airingil, stars of old and new, deep lore of the Elder Days, and music in all forms. |
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| Hates | None |
| Motivation | Observing the "Oiencarmë". |
| Quotes | To hate the marring, as just as it may seem, comes whence the marring comes. Then ours is not to yield to hatred, but to aid in the healing. |
