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Lakhastre
Runyafin 'Lakhastre'
| Name | Lakhastre |
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| Occupation | Self-Proclaimed Enforcer of the Valarin Law |
| Age | Young enough to learn still |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Falathlorn |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Runyafin, a tall grown elven maiden who bears a fair face with high cheekbones and almost edged traits. It is filled with self-certainty and a note of overbearance, hewn from year-long pride. Deep flaming red hair hangs down over her shoulder blades and two green emeralds are shining as her eyes that seem to know little mercy for those who stand against her convictions.
Runyafin is often accompanied by Carangil, the great sabre-tooth cat, whom she knows since its time as young animal. The Galadhrim trained them and offered Carangil to her as a gift when she left the safe woods of Lothlórien. Now, the beast poses a threat to any of Runyafin's enemies. |
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Background
»I bear no mercy for the wicked. I will not rest, ere I see the enforced law of the Western Lords brought hither upon Middle-Earth and all what is twisted in its mind and opposes this law is cleansed by the just flame.«
-Runyafin
Early on, Runyafin dedicated her life to the quenching of all that was wrong. Needless to say, not everyone ever agreed with her, at times harsh actions. Especially against those who had committed a break to the law, she was merciless towards and very unforgiving.
Upon coming of age, Runyafin joined the guards of Caras Galadhon, where she was trained in melee combat with the elven swords.
However, the curiosity drove her on and away from her home and she traveled the land to visit the other elven realms or those lands that were inhabited by the mortal races.
The dwarves taught her the forming of silver, gold and other precious metals and stones, so that she was able to craft items of power. The race of men pointed her to the path of fighting the evil that lurked in Middle-Earth and ever since she sought out and punished those of fel heart. The halflings of the shire however taught her what joy in small things meant and took her zealous nature some of its sharpness.
She serves now with the Mithdirith, seeking to wipe out every little fibre of evil in the Ered Luin and then to continue with the very rest of Middle-Earth.
| Friends | Carangil, the sabre-tooth cat |
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| Relatives | Her parents in Lothlórien |
| Rivals/Enemies | Anything that is Twisted and Fel |
| Loves | Order, Light, Fire and her companions |
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| Hates | To see the Eldar sit idle by, instead of uniting to one host to wage war upon the enemy and cleanse the very earth |
| Motivation | To see the laws and nature of Valinor restored on Middle-Earth |
| Quotes | »I bear no mercy for the wicked.« |
