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Anorhil
Anorhíl of Lórien
| Name | Anorhil |
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| Occupation | Warrior of the Golden Wood |
| Age | Fully grown and experienced, though not considered 'old' yet. |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Her father's house resides in Caras Galadhon, but she can be found in the outskirts of Lothlórien. |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance | As an elf, she is on the shorter side, though this gives her a quickness that is unmatched by mortal beings. She is lean and well-muscled from wielding her two swords for many years. She has long, warm brown hair that she likes to wear down when it is not stuffed beneath her helm. Her eyes are a mild green, almost the color of the grasses of Lothlórien in the fall. Though she may not be considered exceptionally fair among other elves, she still bears a soft sort of beauty that is contrasted by her fierceness in battle.
She will often be seen in her magnificent armor the color of bronze and gold mallorn leaves, and the grey of the marchwardens which she assists. It is of the finest make by elven hands, as are her slim, curved elvish blades she carries as well. She will also be seen with a finely-made bow and quiver. |
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Background
She has many names-- Hathladint, Bréchiril, Ithildagnis-- but she most often goes by Anorhíl; sunshine. She seems to radiate sunlight on the battlefield, or perhaps it is just her bronzen-gold armor she wears, which she claims she received from the captains of Mirkwood for her help in stemming the evil of Dol Guldur. Her friends will whisper that she was much different before she joined the campaign.
Despite her lofty name, she is quiet and reserved, though she is not shy. She once had a devoted group of friends that much enjoyed her company, but she has since drifted from them as she focuses on her protecting the borders of her homeland. They have been unsuccessful at breaking down the wall she has put up.
When she is not hunting orcs, she can be sometimes seen wandering through the golden eaves of Lothlórien by herself, singing quietly a song she will not share. After being social, she disappears for a time, needing to be alone, she claims.
Many do not understand what may have occurred many years ago, but a handful speculate that she shelters and defends a broken heart.
| Friends | She has long since pushed them away. |
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| Relatives | Father: Maedauron, Mother: Aedir |
| Rivals/Enemies | Any orc that still moves. |
| Loves | The feel of grass beneath her feet, the warmth of the sun on her face, the thrill of the fight. |
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| Hates | Rainy days, bitter vegetables, and slimy things (orcs). |
| Motivation | Gaining renown on the field of battle. |
| Quotes | "Gurth an yrch! Hain dago!" |
