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Svelpe

Svelpe
| Name | Svelpe |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | - |
| Age | Barely considered a grown up |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Mirkwood |
| Kinship | None |
Background
Svelpe. A girl from the Woodmen's kin.
There is nothing grandious to be told about Svelpe. Her background story is neither breath-taking, nor mysterious so noone would be eager to listen to it; her present actions will probably never be turned into widely known legends either. She is just living the rather peaceful life of someone who has never stepped a foot further from the land where she's grown up. Yet what may often be unheeded is that the most wonderful things in life are the smallest and simplest.
The young girl loves to play around with the flute her brother made. She is someone who capers, cheers, laughs and smiles as genuinely as children do, so the villagers often forget that she could be taken as seriously as an adult. However, the sight of her running swiftly through the forest while armed with a bow makes it clear that she can be depended on as well.
Her heart beats not only for herself, but also for her folk, though she managed to find her place and role in the village only not long ago.
And the disheartening darkness, which is spreading across the lands? Well, her strong spirit filled with light and faith in the good will hardly ever be outweighed.
| Friends | Her tribe |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Strolling around after day's work is done |
|---|---|
| Hates | Spiders |
| Motivation | To ensure the well-being of her folk |
| Quotes | "I changed my mind." |

