Race: Old One
Height: 5'4
Age: Indefinite; DOB Oct. 6, 1790
Family: Frank Lanten; Ellie Lanten; no siblings
Animals: Falcon, Igraine; white mare Morgause
Weapons: Gramarye )her powers)

Personality: Light and cheery. Gwen does not bear the heavy looks of a typical Old One, who have the burden of the Dark constantly on their minds. She is funloving and humorous, but very wise. Constantly aware of everything around her, it is hard to take Gwen by surprise. It is very difficult for her to be cruel, but she takes necessary actions, for to fight evil one must not be merciful. Gwen revels in the beauty of the world around her is not deterred by those that try to hinder her.

Appearance: Though she was born in the eighteenth century, she shifts through time, taking on the appearence of a woman of twenty-five. Gwen is not beautiful, but pleasing to look at. Her green eyes are constantly singing in merriment. Her auburn, wavy hair is long and thick. Her complexion is of normal color, matching the tones of her hair and eyes. Her nose is pretty, she has a slightly pointed, undimpled chin, and her cheekbones are high. She is small, but very strong. Gwen wears whatever fits the century she happens to be in, her clothing switching easily as she moves through time.

History:

Gwen’s parents are mortals, ordinary people, but had joined the force of the Old Ones and the Light to help defeat the Dark. They did not know their daughter was going to be an Old One, however.

Gwen’s parents assisted the Light secretly until her twelfth birthday, when they revealed their allegiance and she was told of her power and race. Gwen, always fascinated by the story of King Arthur, took her role in the world with great eagerness and solemnity. She found joy in the Gift of Gramarye, and terror as well as wonder in the war between the Light and the Dark.

Gwen, though she knew the Dark was evil and must be destroyed, voiced an opinion of hers one day that cost her her reputation among some of the Old Ones. She stated that she thought greater peace and greatness would come from the joining of the Dark the and the Light, instead of the destruction of the Dark. She was scoffed at and scolded, but held fast to her belief.

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