Dolithiel (Dolithiel)
Gender: 2
Race: Elf
Height: 5'6"
Age: Unconfirmed. Young for an elf.
Family: Orphan
Animals: None.
Weapons: A pair of daggers
Personality: Very seldom truly happy, Dolithiel tends to pretend she doesn't feel pain or fear, even when she is terrified and in agony inside. Some see this as stubbornness, and some as an advantage, but Dolithiel herself finds it more of a curse, a product of being told all her life, "you mean nothing." She craves adventure and as such, she has become a gypsy of sorts, never staying in one place long enough to get attached to anyone or anything.
Appearance: Dark hair and shockingly blue eyes, which she claims she got from "staying in that forever cold place," Lothlorien. Muscular but not eerily strong, she's learned to fight and such from her time on a pirate ship and simply from her travels.
History:
An orphan since before she can remember, Dolithiel was raised a serving girl in Lothlorien until one day, she ran away with her best friend to find something more. Along the way, they were separated, and Dolithiel ended up faced with the sea, which she’d never seen before in her life. She fell in love with it, but found herself tangled up with a pirate Corsair. After that debacle, she continued on, staying far from her old supposed “home,” heading west to the Shire, which remains to this day one of her favorite places to visit. Known throughout Middle-Earth as “the beautiful wanderer,” Dolithiel has no place to call home except wherever she happens to be at the time. And that is the way she wishes it to stay.