Gender: 2
Race: half elf half wizard
Height: 6'1
Age: old not really sure
Family: mother dead at the hand of her father who is now in Mordor
Animals: horse named Guruthos
Weapons: bow,daggers, sowrds, you name it she will use it

Personality: Very strong, wise, gets jealous easily but only over certain things, doesn’t mind being alone, is very funny, can weld a sword just as good as any man and is proud of it, loves reading poems, has a soft heart for thoses she cares about but can be also as stone as a wall with her emotions.

Appearance: tall, golden curly hair past her shoulders, her eyes are the color of turquoise, thin but muscular, wears a black satin cloak and black ridding garb

History:

Vega hates her father more then she hates Mordor it self. The dark wizard that he was loved these creatures. He had married her mother, an elf princess, who was then exiled from her kingdom because of their forbidden love. She was not in love with him actually it was only a spell that he had cast over her when they first met. His goal was to have a son by her. When she gave birth the baby was a girl. My father was furious. He had wanted a son so that when he died there would be some one to fallow in his footsteps of wrath. My mother saw that he was not pleased and felt that he would kill her and her child. On night under the light of a full moon she carried the child to a field full of yellow buttercups. She sat there holding the child crying over it. When she looked into the sky she saw a falling star. She whispered softly into her daughter’s ear, “You are Vega, my falling star.”(the name Vega means “falling star”) She had come to this field because she had seen children playing in it every day. She knew that someone would find her falling star and take care of her like their own. Vega’s mother was right. Her father found out that she had given away their daughter and slit her throat. He did not have time to look for such a useless thing as a female infant. He gathered all of his precious belongings and entered Mordor. Someone did find Vega who was raped tightly in a black cloth. The person that found Vega was also a she-elf. When she found Vega in the field she rushed her strait to Rivendell. Where Vega stayed and grew up.

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