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Saeldith
Saeldith Thorongial
| Name | Saeldith |
|---|---|
| Status | Dormant |
| Occupation | a mother |
| Age | About 30 summers + |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Gondor |
| Kinship | none |
| Outward Appearance | Lady Saeldith Thorongial has an elegant posture at every turn. Many a man has lost himself in her stunning blue eyes, with that soft-melancholic touch in her gaze. Her lips are usually encircled by a friendly smile and her hair is carefully pinned up. Lady Thorongial is usually wearing white clothes; which highlights her taintless brownish skin. ___ The experiences she made, also changed her appearance. Her gaze often seems empty and tired, as if something is broken. But as we all know, the eyes are a mirror to the soul. Maybe it will be better soon. |
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Background
Saeldith was born as the only daugther of Lord Esnaldeth and Lady Bellandith Thorongial, in Gondor, around 30 summers ago.
Her mother died at her birth, wherefore she would inherit the whole wealth of her parents.
Raised by her father, she learned of her responsibilities and became the perfect Lady her mother would have liked to see in her.
But it was not the life she decided to live, when she met Duarion, whom she married.
Their life together started as in adventure, on their long journey back home to Gondor, but even there they didn't really find the life they were dreaming of.
It took him back to the field, to fight for the good, when Saeldith noticed her pregnancy.
With their son Damrod, she traveled after Duarion, to reunite them.
If she will suceed? One can not tell yet.
| Friends | There aren't many left.. |
|---|---|
| Relatives | |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | Duarion and their son Damrod. |
|---|---|
| Hates | Being left alone. |
| Motivation | Her son Damrod. |
| Quotes | “It is not for you to worry about me, Duarion.” |
Saeldith's Adventures
| The reality of dreams | 11 years 7 months ago |
| A message from Breeland - Hardoleth's death | 11 years 9 months ago |
| A sudden travel | 11 years 9 months ago |
| A letter to Lord Herór Dorghat | 12 years 1 month ago |
| An application to Gondor | 12 years 3 months ago |
