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Alvarwyn
Alvarwyn Ravenwatch
| Name | Alvarwyn |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | Soldier, Aspiring Ranger |
| Age | Young |
| Race | Man |
|---|---|
| Residence | Evendim, Traveler |
| Kinship |
| Outward Appearance | Alvarwyn is rather short of stature - standing only around 5'5" - belying her rather common ancestry from Dale. In spite of it all however she is rather toned, suggesting a lifestyle more accustomed to hard labors and martial training than idle leisure or homemaking as might be expected. Youthful and fiery, her personality is embodied in her hair and eyes - the latter of which betrays her latent heritage tracing back to the men of Arnor.
Fitting of her temperament, her face is rather sharp and severe. It would be a stretch to call her beautiful, even were it not for the scar marring her face, given her narrow head, high cheek bones, and sharp jaw but it does seem fitting of her adopted namesake of 'Ravenwatch' in that she is rather avian, both in her raiment and body structure. Were it not for the corded muscle that contained them it would be easy to imagine her bones shattering in an attempt to block even a moderate sword stroke.
Despite it all though, she does attempt to carry herself with a lady-like presence. Perhaps because of growing up listening to fabled stories of the courts of Arnor or the like, or perhaps out of some semblance of resentment for the role she was almost forced in to, she does tend to saunter about more so than one would expect of a captain of men and even in armor she manages to glide in something that approaches the regal bearing of her distant ancestors of old. |
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Background
Alvarwyn was born in Dale to a local woman and a descendent of rangers that had moved east from Arnor in the failing years of the northern kindom. While quite removed from the blood of Numenor, the girl was raised on stories of the past and trained in woodcraft, swordplay, and, what would become her favorite past time, falconry by her father. While never held with disdain (quite the opposite - Alva grew up loved and doted upon by her father) it was obvious that the man had hoped for a son and was instead given a sole daughter to inherit his spirit and teachings, though Alva never quite seemed to notice nor care. Taking to the lifestyle that was half forced upon her with relish, she came to adore fire side stories with her father of the glories of old and tended to frequent play with the young boys about her homestead - playing soldier or wrestling and the like - more so than with the girls.
As she neared adulthood she had hoped to serve in the militia with her father, given the dirge of strong men to fill their ranks as the final war of the Third Age began to reach its climax, but in a fateful moment Alva was sent west to Evendim to stay with an 'uncle' after her mother took ill and began to waste away. Whether it was some foresight on her father's part, or a simple means of sparing the girl a burden, at some 14 years old Alvarwyn took up abode with the rangers keeping watch of Annuminas, leaving Dale and having yet to return.
Treated no different from other young rangers, she quickly grew into her stride and bore the burden with grace and dignity whilst serving in all manners of roles from scribe or cook to sentry duty. Though she was never permitted to take part in some of the bolder actions about Annúminas she did find the opportunity to put her sword play to the test and was not found wanting and in 3019 when the Grey Company was assembled she had hoped to join them but was deemed too young and inexperienced.
Taking some slight to her dismissal but understanding her place, Alvarwyn maintained her station in Evendim until about the time King Elessar was crowned when word finally reached her from home that her mother had died some years prior and her father had fallen defending their home from marauding wargs and goblins. It was then that she decided she had to take a more active role in her life and the fate of the kingdom she had never seen but beheld only in her dreams and departed to forge her own way in hopes of returning to Annúminas triumphant to restore the city.
| Friends | Strelarien, Aledoras |
|---|---|
| Relatives | None |
| Rivals/Enemies | None |
| Loves | |
|---|---|
| Hates | Idleness, Ageism, Bullies, Braggarts |
| Motivation | Living up to past heroes accomplishments, Learning about her past ancestry and the realm they come from, Making the North safe for resettlement en masse, Martial development |
| Quotes | "Luck is where preparation meets opportunity," |
Alvarwyn's Adventures
| Alvarwyn's Journal, Entry 2 | 2 years 10 months ago |
| Alvarwyn's Journal, Entry 1 | 2 years 10 months ago |
