Race: Half-Elvish
Height: 5'6- 5'7
Age: 26-30
Family: none living
Animals: a horse, Druid
Weapons: long sword, an Elvish blade named Sereg

Personality: A bit headstrong, sometimes arrogant, Anduriel has always been mischivious. She's a bit too gifted in the arts of deception. Anduriel is intelligent, but not wise, as her intelligence is tainted with darker qualities. She does not trust easily, and gives her loyalty to a sparse few. Her companions are the only family she has, so she dedicated to them. Anduriel is slightly bitter over the losses that she has suffered through her life, especially the loss of Gandalf over the Sea. She has moments of great joy, and in her youth was filled with laughter. An immortal.

Appearance: Anduriel has light brown hair, usually tied up, but when it's let down, it reaches a bit past her shoulders. She's not really tall, but carries herself as though she is. She's slim, and muscular. Her eyes are a deep grey. The outfit she wears in most posts: a white shirt, with a grey over tunic, and black pants. A black cloak, with a deep red lining.

History:

Anduriel was raised by Gandalf the Grey since the age of 5, and before that lived with a mortal woman named Vashta, in the land of Rohan. She cared very much for her mortal mother, and when Gandalf came to sweep her away, she hated him for it for a long time. Vashta died many years ago, and Anduriel never had the chance to go home and say good-bye.
Sauron is her father, who tortured her biological mother ((whom she’s named after)), one of the Noldor. Her mother escaped the Dark Tower, but died in childbirth. Anduriel was born in Lorien, and given over to the care of a mortal woman, until such a time as it was thought necessary to train her in Elvish wisdom and lore.
When Anduriel was eighteen, she was taken to the black tower, drawn to the thought of a father as only an orphan can be. She killed an innocent under the influence of Sauron, and would have fought willingly by his side if the ring had not been destroyed. She is terrified of Nazguls to this day, who seemed to her, at the time, the only distasteful thing surrounding the Dark Lord. Even with all his deception and cruelty, nothing in her ever cared for the Wraiths. ((Now that she has grown, she has found a friend in a former ringwraith.))
When Sauron was defeated, she fled back to Elrond in Imladris, whom she had spent years with in tutelage. In truth, she had always been facinated by the Lord of Rivendell, and held a great love for him in her heart, though nought ever became of it. With the aid of Gandalf, she was helped to see past her tormented soul, though she still lives with her darkness.
When both her teachers left Middle Earth, she stayed, not entirely sure if she was even invited to the undying lands. This time though, she had the chance to say good-bye.
She wanders now alone, travelling where she chooses. If any go with her, it is only a small group. Anduriel is a habitual loner, and will involve herself in matters that seem only to directly concern her, or interest her in some way.
She had lost many whom she had cared for, and now finds it increasingly hard to open herself to others.

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