The bright sun shone on the light blonde hair of a young girl. A black war chanrgre grazed the lush grass beside her. A long line of people, dressed in shimmering black, trailed past her. On there shoulders they carried 2 bodies, wrappde in silk. Her parents. The black horse raised it's head and nudged her softly. Avari looked up from her reflected stuper and turned her back on the parade. Her golden hair fell around her shoulders as she put one foot in the stirrup and swung herself into the saddle. The black horse turned and, on Avari's command, started cantering down the paths.

Years later a young teenage girl patted a black horse as she dismounted beside a river. The waters washed around her feet as she stepped lightly into the waters. The black stallion bent his muzzel to the waters and started to drink. Time passed. The bright grey eyes of Avari scanned the seemingly desserted river. With her feet in the water she lay back, letting the sun shine on her face. A glaeming sword hung from her belt and a quiver of arrows was tied to the saddle. She closed her eyes, the light still shinning through her eye lids. Nobody ever reconised her. She was just a face in the crowd. No-one remebers what she looks like. But she's always around, just out of reach...

(I'm not vrey creative in school)

Name: Avari Aras
Gender: Female
Eye Colour: Grey
Hair: Golden Blonde
Age: She lied about it so many times she started beliving herself (In other words she doesn't know)
Build: Quite tall, very thin but not exactly too thin.
Brought up: In rivendale for sometime and in gondor for a while before her parents were murdred
Horse: Lut'Say
Animals: Nathron: Black Husky,
Weapons: Sword: Jet Black, with a white hilt
Quiver of arrows: Green and silver
Arrows: Green and Silver.
Other: She doesn't tell many people anything about herself. You'll just have to gain her trust before she tells you anything near the truth...

likeing it hmmm not the random Nazgul, maybe the forgotten Nazgul or the Nazgul of Mystery....mmmmm chocolate

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Made by Lembas

Noo.
Mmmmmmmmm Cabbage (Or Cucumber!)

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THE NAZGUL OF MYSTERY
Never to Be Found, Never to Be Sort. Only Watching, Waiting.

Just for you...

I'm a Leak. But if I was a Chicken I think I'd be a pink one. NOT A BLACK ONE!