Race: Maiar
Height: 5'3
Age: A lady never tells...when only her creator knows.
Family: Olorin (Gandalf) is my brother
Animals: Horse: Lanthir
Weapons: Sapphire long staff, bow and arrows

Personality: Valaöré is a loyal friend and a fierce fighter. Like her brother, she has a soft spot for the weaker races, particularly Hobbits.

Appearance: Long red hair that flames like the sunset, green eyes that spark with lightning, short (5'3" tall) yet powerful, dressed in robes of midnight blue. She can, though it taxes her strength greatly, alter her form to become a cloud, which was the form she wore at the creation of Arda. Since this action does cost her a great deal of strength, she only does this at times of great need.

History:

My name means “angel heart,” and was given to me by Elrond after he heard some hobbits call me an angel. I served with my brother Olorin under Manwe from before the beginning of time until the Second Age. After the defeat of Morgoth and Sauron, I remained in Middle Earth with Olorin to keep an eye on things. More recently, I have been a sort of representative on my brother’s behalf. He has allowed me to take his place at councils when matters in the Shire keep him there. There is the suspision that he’s just wanting to retire, but I myself know nothing about that. I have not seen my home in Valinor since the Second Age, but I hope to one day return there.

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