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Name: Nellas
Race: Human.
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Hair: Light brown with tints of red in there
Eyes: Green with golden specks
Height: 5'5
weight: 120
appearance: Medium heght. slender. She's pale and has very beautiful features
Personality: She doubts her self alot most of the time. She's not all that quick tempered and usually very calm. She can have an attitude at times.
History: She was born and raised in Gondor. Her father was killed on night from a a fight at the bar. Her mother is old now and dying from old age. She is the only child. She travels to Rohan and Rivendell from time to time.

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The wind was harsh against Nellas face as she ran into Fangorn Forest. Her heart was pounding in her ears. She was nervous and she kept looking back behind her shoulder just in case the orcs were coming after her. Nella heard footsteps behind her and she picked up her pace. Her hair flew into her eyes and she quickly moved it away. She heard the footsteps quicken and she found her self tripping on her dress and ripping the hem of it, she fell face first and hitt her forehead on a rock. She laid there and felt her hands being tied behind her back with rope. She was roughly pulled to her feet. Her forehead had a cut and was now bleeding. She looked at the face of the orc and spat on him. "What do you want with me?"
The orc looked at her and chuckled. "I havent eaten in four days. And you look fullfilling."
She couldnt reach her dagger so now she was helpless...

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Name : Rhavaniel Falathiel
Age: N/A
Hair: midnight black
Eyes: emerald, speckeled with deep gold (most prominent thing about her)

Lineage:
Mother: Melda the Fair
Father: (blood) Lodaelin , (adopted) Andor the Bold, the Chief Advisor of King Thranduril

Siblings:Twin brother Sadron the White (albino)

Married: not. searching
Children: none

Weapons : A beautiful black bow with an intercate silver pattern of vines on it. The arrows are long and have black swann feathers. The quiver is also black with the silver silver outlines of
a dragon on.
Two twin knives, silver.

Occupation: Marchwarden and Head Archer
Pic: http://img419.imageshack.us/img419/7034/cat6dn.jpg

History: The aranged marriage of her mother Melda, to the Ambasodor Andor (lit. Steaward), let to her own disgrace. She started an affair with a mysterious person (neither elf nor man, but a creature of blood) named Lodaelin, with whom she had two twins name Rhavaniel and Sadron.
Her father, driven mad with anger attacked Lodaelin, who, after a threat killed his wife.
The two children got the blame for their mother death, and were abused by their father. Sadron ran away into the wild, ashamed by his liniage, whereas his sister stayed for love and pity for her father. For a time the abuse grew worse, but with her marriage, and her newly appointed job as Head Archer and Marchwarden she manages to elude him.


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She lingered in the shadows, the girl did lok apetizing, but when she heard the orc, something snapped into place. Soundlessly, she ran through the undergrowth, and launched herself into the air, burring her fangs into its unappetizing neck.
Her brother watched sheepishly from the shadows, more scared of the girl than the creature his twin was draining.

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Nellas backed away quickly and wanted to run. But she found her feet planted firmly on the ground and would not move. Fear was showing in her eyes and she backed herself against a tree. Nellas thought that the girl was one of them or even worse. Her head was now bleeding pretty badly and she was shaking.

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Aqua eyes watched the scene from the shadows. A black gloved hand patted the black mare that was getting restless...

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Nellas started to run, yet she was in no condition to run. She was scared and that's what kept her pushing forward. The blood from her head now ran down her cheek. She triped over a branch and laid there now unconscious.

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Roina dismounted gracefully and checked the girl's pulse, she was still alive. If she was being pursued by an orc, then that ment she wasn't with Saron. Quickly Roina bandanged the wound on the head, and layed her on her back, putting a folded up blanket for a pillow for the girl.

When Roina was done, she stood up, and watched the lady that had attacked the orc...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

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Nellas woke up just a few minutes later, confused about what was going on. She saw the ladies around her and was now really confused about this whole thing. Her head ached and she groaned in pain.

Sadron stepped out of the shadows, and a laid a hand on his sisters shoulder. "Was that neccesary?"
His voice sounded slightly musky, as though he had not spoken for a long while.
"Perhaps." the elf mused, dabbing her lips delicately"And then again, perhaps not."
"Manners?"her twin asked again.
"Lost them a while back- Is she okay?"

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Nellas watched them out of the corner of her eye. "Just in a lot of pain!" She said with an attitude. She groaned quietly and felt a huge bump on her forehead.

"May I see that?"Sadron asked quietly, kneeling down next to her, and gently examining the injury.
His red eyes radiated warmth, and he seemed completely differant from his sister, as her eyes where cold as ice, even when she smiled.

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As his hands touched her head she slapped them away. "Ow! You want to be careful there?" She looked up at him her eyes full of fear. She didnt know him or any one of them so she couldnt trust them.

He stood abruptly, seemingly hurt.
"I'm sorry,"he murmered, turning away from the beautifull girl, to let his eyes rest on his equally beautifull sister, feeling slightly uncomfatable in her cold, in his eyes, feelingless, presance.

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Nellas felt a little sorry for how she said that. "I'm sorry. I'm just hurting badly as you can see." She sat up slowly, and felt a rush of dizziness in her head.

"Here," he said, turning back, and handing her a small jar of what seemed to be past, from under his cloak. "Place it on the wound- It should stop hurting after a while."
Rhavaniel laughed "He is Sadron, I am Rhavaniel, let me apologise for not intoducing myself earlier- And for my slight misbehaivior.

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Her eyes met his for a moment as she took the jar from him. "thank you." Then she looked at Rhavaniel. "I am Nellas of Gondor."