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Lomizimril

Lômizimril, "Dovirien", "Mornalpheth"

Name Lomizimril
Status
Active
Occupation
Scholar from Gondor
Age
Somewhere from young to early middle-aged
Race
Man
Residence
Traveling throughout Eriador, but often staying in various holdings of her Order
Kinship
Outward Appearance

Lômizimril is a very tall (about 6'2") woman of moderate build brown complexion, broad-shouldered and of proud bearing. With the quantity of care that she puts into maintaining her appearance, she could certainly be considered beautiful, but not at all warm or approachable. Her face bears the noble features that indicate a degree of Númenorean ancestry, noticeable by its prominent cheekbones and pointed chin. She has full lips, eyes of pale greenish-gray akin to seafoam in shadow, and thick eyelashes, the last a point of considerable pride. Her hair grows in tight ringlets spilling down her back, but she has often braided her tresses with golden threads and arrange them meticulously to leave her vision clear. Lômi usually outlines her eyes with kohl, a habit first encouraged by the bright sunlight over her home city and its reflections off the water, although it continues even in more overcast environs. Lômizimril's voice is a low, dark alto, and her diction is quite precise, her speech not given to adopting local slang or other colloquialisms. Her noble bearing would suggest strong self-confidence, perhaps even vanity or pride, and it would be impossible to mistake her for someone who was not raised in privilege.

Endeavoring to remain expensively dressed in virtually all situations, Lômizimril usually wears fine robes or dresses dyed in hues of deep blue, dark violet, or black, as well as a wide array of cloaks with spacious hoods. She usually describes such attire as a form of armor against reproach or suspicion, although it seems to act against her in less formal situations. She wears a pair of distinctive rings, one of silver wire and holding a freshwater pearl, and the other a platinum signet ring on her thumb. Lômizimril often carries a nondescript satchel, made to be well-protected against water, or several scroll cases.

Background

Lômizimril speaks little of her past, not too fond of divulging its secrets to others. Knowledge is power, after all. However, to many people she speaks to she is Dovirien of Dol Amroth, and from her behavior, speech, and bearing she is obviously aristocratic and Gondorian in origin. Having traveled much over the last several years, especially west of the Hithlaeglir, she is not altogether unknown to the more intellectual inhabitants of Eriador. However, they do not know much more about her other than her interest in ruins and artifacts of old, perhaps of her odd, presumably iron walking-staff, and her surprisingly warm affection for animals.

Friends
They are few, in part due to the suspicion with which others seem to regard her. She currently mourns Angelnarth, one of the few to offer her kindness in difficult days.
Relatives
Her parents and two older sisters, all remaining in Gondor.
Rivals/Enemies
None too overt, at this time... although she seems to have a knack for making them.
Loves
Learning, animals, power, dark colors
Hates
Filth, rudeness, cold weather, garish hues
Motivation
To study the history of Arnor... for what reason, she does not tell.
Quotes
"Fascinating, do tell me more." "I must write this down- will you wait a moment?" "I am Dovirien, of Dol Amroth." "Knowledge is power, after all- and one can never know too much."

Lomizimril's Adventures

Dying Embers: A Sonnet 7 years 8 months ago
On What is Lost: A Sonnet 7 years 10 months ago
Where to go now? 7 years 10 months ago
Research and rushlights 10 years 2 months ago
Diary- Exploring Agamaur 10 years 3 months ago
Lomizimril's Adventures

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