Race: Men.
Height: 1.80m
Age: 19.
Family: None mentioned. Youngest in family
Animals: Rilla, her black stallion.
Weapons: Two elven daggers the Dwarves of Moria crafted for her, when she was staying for a while there. And a mithril sword, blessed with elven writings on it.

Personality: 6"1. Tall, very fair, with long wavy dark brown hair and grey eyes. She usually wears black ranger outfits.

Appearance: She's rough for a human girl, yet she gives out help to those in need. She hates people who takes advantage on her and will do whatever it takes to get them back. She's highly trained in using her sword and her twin blade daggers.

History:

Velian Elgal Rodre, daughter to Gin Rodre and Andrew Rodre.

Velian belonged to a total siblings of six brothers and four sisters, who are all older than she.

Young and carefree she was, youngest daughter to a farmer and a washerwoman, Velian always followed her sisters to work in her father’s golden wheat fields. She was always seen running around, shrieking like a little child, pulling up her long skirt gown to her bare ankles, playing chase in her father’s wheat fields with her other brothers and sisters around her age. Velian was only four then…

As soon as Velian touched her tenth birthday, where her family was having a small celebration in thier modest farmer’s cottage, thier lands were marred by Orcs from Mordor. Long had Sauron the Dark Lord vanished eversince the legendary Frodo Baggins cast the ring into the pits of Mount Doom, but the Orcs found no rest in staying at one place for the name of peace.

All of Velian’s brothers were sent out to protect thier village with the town’s mere army of men. All of them went away, and never came back.

In the midst of terror, Velian and her family went to migrate to Firien Wood, where Velian rode on her young black stallion given by her father, Rilla, got lost.

Velian wandered in the Fangorn Forest, Forest of Mirkwood and Lorien, for three years. There, Velian mastered the skill of surviving in the wild and learned to speak many dialects and languages.

Velian rode into Firien Wood, seeking her kin, alas, they had migrated from there. Velian, determined to find her family, investigated each and every place of settlement she passed through. She rode from Firien Wood, to Edoras, through the Gap of Rohan, up to Swanfleet, and onto the Greenway Road, further up to the Old Forest and into Hobbition. Through her perilous journey, she made it to find her family in a few months. Andrew Rodre now owns a huge plantation farm, handled by Velian’s four other older sisters, Wisma, Anduril, Berenath and Gilliath.

Her mother, Gin Rodre had long passed away, when they were in Firien Wood. And now, Andrew Rodre had grown feeble and weak as time passed by. Velian stayed by her father for a few months, before Andrew Rodre departed for the halls of Mandos.

Due to the pain of the departure of her father, Velian went out into the wild with Rilla with the sword decended from her father. It was soon realised that the sword is made of mithril and the elvish writings blessed upon it, marked that it was once used in the War of the Ring.

Velian ventured to the Bree, and down to Hollin Gate, into the mines of Moria, where she stayed for a while.

The lord of Moria liked her and was very fond of her, so during her departure from Moria, he presented to her two elvish daggers he wrought himself for her.

From Moria, Velian went into Lorien and made friends with the Galadhrim. Velian whose hunger was to seek the whole outer world, departed Lorien and went into Rhovanion, the forest of Mirkwood, where she went to Erebor and made a detour, went through Rhovanion again, over the Misty Mountains and to Imladris. Through her journeys, Velian has picked up alot of self defence, attacking and hunting skills. Velian is very good at archery, but she’s even better at sword fighting.

Thus, Velian Elgal has roamed almost all over Middle Earth, and has reached Minas Tirith by the age of nineteen. A ripening age amongst the women, yet, she wasn’t like any other common woman… She’s one of the rare breeds of juvinile woman ranger…

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