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Olwing

Olwing

Name Olwing
Occupation
sworn to Gondor
Age
youngish
Race
Man
Residence
wherever sent by Gondor
Kinship
None
Outward Appearance

A lean woman, shaped by her oaths to Gondor both physically and mentally, Olwing stands proud and alert. Usually grim-faced, at times seeming to be carved from stone, her blue-black eyes give her face most of its animation and expression. Even her hair is subjected to her will, elaborately plaited, curled and determinedly fixed in place.

Background

Olwing comes north accompanied by a bitter companion, Godrich. Liking his orders to act as her banner man as little as she likes her orders to have the vicious, sour man alongside her, they make an ill-matched pair. Bound together Olwing retreats further into her duties as a captain; hating serving a woman - particularly this one - Godrich tests her patience as far as it can go. To those she meets Olwing is reserved and courteous, helping those in need unless it detracts from the driving purpose behind all her actions. Only rarely does the mantle of her duties slip from her shoulders, revealing a glimpse of the woman she could have been, had the world been otherwise. Olwing seems isolated from the other Gondorians in the north. She would not be able to tell you whether this is because she is a woman in a man's world, due to her odd accent, or her own natural manner.

Friends
Amlarad (Randir)
Relatives
None
Rivals/Enemies
None
Loves
honour,valour and duty
Hates
oathbreakers
Motivation
to fulfil her oaths to the Lord Steward
Quotes

Olwing's Adventures

Dust 13 years 1 month ago
The Sea Beneath my Feet: Nimlith 14 years 5 months ago
The Sea Beneath my Feet : Randir 14 years 6 months ago
the peach harvest 14 years 6 months ago
rough wooing 14 years 7 months ago
Olwing's Adventures

Olwing's Gallery

Olwing's Gallery