Gender: 2
Race: Elf (Vanyar)
Height: 5' 6'' (short for an elf)
Age: doesn’t know, a few hundred years older than Arwen
Family: missing cousin, Hlárleru (male elf)
Animals: she likes dragons...
Weapons: Twin daggers, shaped like dragons

Personality: The most important thing about her is her kindness and gentle care. She is quiet and peaceful. Even though her name may mean ‘golden dragon’ (I hope I got that right, I made her name up using elven words and endings!), she stays alive by intelligence and skill, not by might.

Appearance: Fair skin, green eyes, long dirty blonde hair always in double braids that reach her waist (or sometimes tied around her head like Heidi braids), short for an elf

History:

The most important thing about her is her kindness and gentle care. She is quiet and peaceful. Even though her name may mean ‘golden dragon’ (I hope I got that right, I made her name up using elven words and endings!), she stays alive by intelligence and skill, not by might.
History: Born in the gardens of Lorien, she is a child of the Vanyar. Her Grandfather was a craftsman and he shared his arts with his only two grandchildren, Kuluvailoke and her cousin, Hlárleru. Every new moon (so that they could see all the stars as they traveled), her grandfather would take the children on a trip to a port city where he traded his goods. However, the grandfather truly loved the sea, beyond his work on land. So when given the opportunity to sail to Numenor with goods from the city, he took the opportunity without hesitation and offered his grandchildren a new adventure. Unfortunately, he never took the time to learn the reason no one wished to venture the seas at the time. The farther out to sea they went, the more restless the seas got and before long, they found their ship’s coarse controlled by the wrath that buried Numenor. Their ship was wrecked, and her clear memory starts on the coast of Middle Earth, being woken by Hlárleru. Because of a concussion, most of her memory is simply rough outlines of what her cousin could tell her (who, obviously, did not lose his memory.) Besides stories, the one other thing that sparked bits and pieces of her memory was a necklace her grandfather made for her, of a dragon holding a small green orb. (The necklace does not come off, and when she landed, she still had her old habitit of rubbing the dragon’s nose. When you’re the nose, you can see snatches of things you’ve seen before.)

On Middle Earth, Kuluvailokë and Hlárleru eventually came to live in the forest of Lothlorien. Hlárleru, however left to visit the other Elven kingdoms in Middle and did not return nor write. When the Elves of Lothlorien left the shores of Middle Earth, Kuluvailoke left them at the Grery heaven, after making the decision that she was not yet done with Middle Earth, nor ready to return to a place she would have called home if Hlárleru had remembered to tell her that.

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