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Heledirel
Heledirel or Halatirnë, Henthaeliel
| Name | Heledirel |
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| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Soldier in the service of Elrond, often leading groups of the guards of Rivendell |
| Age | Old, although not by her mother's standards |
| Race | Elf |
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| Residence | Imladris, these days |
| Kinship | None |
| Outward Appearance | Heledirel is a large elf, towering over six feet and with the broader, more muscular appearance characteristic of the Noldor. Her eyes are a dark, cool gray, with almost no Cupid's bow in her lips or arch to her eyebrows. These soft features are contrasted by her prominent jaw, cheekbones, and chin, which lend a stubborn edge to her countenance. Overall, many consider her more handsome than beautiful. The elf's long hair is so black that it gleams almost blue, usually pulled into a braid interwoven with threads of silver that flash and glitter in the light. She carries herself with pride, despite the wear of many years upon her soul, taking long strides and speaking in a rather animated manner, with a clear voice. Heledirel seems to naturally step forward and make herself known in social situations. Her usual demeanor seems to be of levelheaded optimism, although she is prone to outbursts of compelling passion and the occasional cold fury, if rumor is to be believed. She is more often seen in well-crafted armor of ancient make or a practical tunic and trousers than in fine gowns, although all seem to fit her well and tend toward various shades of blue accented with neutral tones. Heledirel seems equally comfortable in battle dress as she does when attired for revelry, although her taste in fashion usually seems rather outdated to others of the Eldar. [rest is a work in progress] |
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Background
Surprisingly private in her social life, a few things are known to Heledirel amongst the elves who might have heard her name:
Heledirel is a very proficient fighter, specializing in the spear and shield, but she has never been witnessed on the battlefield with a bow.
She led a small number of skilled warriors in the Last Alliance, although few survived the terrible battles that took place.
She was taken in at a very early age after the Nirnaeth Arnoediad by her aunt, a Noldor woman named Henthael. When Gondolin fell, the young Heledirel passed into the care of the somewhat infamous Hravanis and has since treated her as a parent, defending her even when she has obviously been in the wrong.
At all hours, Heledirel might be found crafting or repairing armor at the forges of Imladris, although she has been known to try her hand at various forms of metalwork.
[WIP]
| Friends | Those who would remain in Middle-Earth to oppose the Enemy |
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| Relatives | Fostered by Hravanis |
| Rivals/Enemies | Servants of the Dark Lord |
| Loves | A good sparring match, birds, long hours at the forge |
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| Hates | Orcs, gardening, shoddy workmanship |
| Motivation | To defend the peace of Middle-Earth so that others might turn to quieter, more joyful things. |
| Quotes | [WIP] |
