the mixed drawer.

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{Age: 37 years.}
{Nicknames: }
{Height: 5 feet 9 inches.}
{Hair: Brownish-copper.}
{Eyes: Green-grey}
{Build: Strong for her size and curvy.}
{Rank: A lady of the Mark of Rohan}
{Relationships: Straight, single.}
{Positives: Loyal, Friendly,
Courageous, Hospitable. }
{Negatives: Rash, Temperamental,
Judgmental, Jumps to Conclusions. }
{Crush: None atm}
{Other: Rides a bay mare, Veothain.}

Child of the second daughter of Thengel, father of Theoden the king, Eomyra is cousin to Eomer Eadig and Eowyn the Lady of the Shield-Arm. Raised in Edoras with her cousins and the king, Eomyra was taught riding by her uncle and mother and picked up some fighting skills from Eomer. She rode with some of the Ridermark, but was always kept away from battles and death. When Saruman's Uruk's and Men attacked Rohan, she was living in Aldburg in Eastfold with her mother. The city was set aflame. She and her mother made their way out, but not without having to get into a few fights. Eomyra has since wanted some sort of revenge on those that attacked the city, and so set out travelling across Middle Earth. Eventually she met Elbereth in Mirkwood and the two became good friends. Every few months Eomyra will go to see Elbereth.

Eomyra is a loyal being, sticking with any friend or ally she has made until the bitter end. She is friendly and hospitable, always inviting those she knows to come and stay in her home or enjoy a meal, and is blindly courageous, rushing into situations that can often prove to be quite hazardous. She tends to make rash decisions, often in anger or sadness, and has to slow herself down and think things through most of the time. Due to her mother's prejudices, she does not enjoy the company of certain peoples or races, especially any Evil Man.

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{Age: Unknown.}
{Nicknames: Aless, Sandy, Aleydis.}
{Height: 5 feet 11 inches.}
{Hair: Aubrun.}
{Eyes: Grey-green.}
{Build: Thin and tall.}
{Rank: Junto Citizen.}
{Relationships: None atm.}
{ Positives: Intelligent, Clever,
Caring, Passionate.}
{Negatives: Tempermental, Easily annoyed,
Manipulative, Holds grudges.}
{Crush: None atm.}

A normal elf attracted by the promises made by magic, Idelle used to live in another city, but has since made her way over to live in Junto a place more accepting of her kind. Though she forgets her age, a byproduct of a spell she had read one night, she does remember certain people from her old home and of her own race. She is and was an avid learner, spending as much time as she possibly could in libraries and book shops.
Alessandra, is a very industrious individual. She is passionate about the things that she works at, namely writing and magic and reading good books. This gathering of knowledge over a number of years that even she doesn't know has made her quite intelligent. The problem is getting her to remember the proper piece of information and her being willing to help you. Crossing her will only do harm as she has a horrible temper and remembers ever bad deed done to her. However, those that she does enjoy the company of, she will prove loyal and a true friend to.

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{Age: 29 years.}
{Nicknames: }
{Height: 6 feet.}
{Hair: Dark brown.}
{Eyes: Blue.}
{Build: Tall and slim.}
{Rank: Crew (Navigation).}
{Relationships: Straight, Single.}
{Positives: Intelligent, Amiable,
Energetic, Industrious.}
{Negatives: Stubborn, Willful,
Loud, Easily Distracted.}
{Crush: None atm.}

Aedan was born to a middle class family out in the valley, away from the main city of Civan. His brothers and him used to always play along the riverside, swimming as far downstream as their mother would let them. When he was 18, he had saved enough money from working other farms to go to school for a few years to learn navigation and cartography. Done school at the age of 23, he was employed on a merchant ship for a few years as a navigator. The ship traveled all over, instilling further in him the love of exploration and discovery. However as a navigator, he did little work on deck, meaning he has poor relationships with the other sailors, even though he is still physically strong and able to help with all manner of tasks on deck.
Due to his advantage of five years of extra schooling, Aedan is a rather intelligent individual who likes his work and works well. That is when he can focus. He tends to be a bit immature mentally, getting distracted by things that are passing by, losing interest in projects quickly, and so on. He loves to be around his friends and is very amiable to those they introduce to him, but is wary of strangers overall. However, he has a stubborn streak a mile wide and has a strong mind of his own to add to his list. If he doesn't want to do something, he won't be doing it. It takes a certain special patience to work with him, and sometimes earplugs.

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{Age: 27 years old.}
{Nicknames: Ade, Coventina.}
{Height: 5 feet 8 inches.}
{Hair: Long and blonde.}
{Eyes: Hazel.}
{Build: Small, but strong.}
{Rank: First Officer.}
{Relationships: Straight, Single.}
{Positives: Strong, Loyal, Friendly, Brave.}
{Negatives: Rash, Easily Angered,
Pessimistic, Overly Critical.}
{Crush: None.}

Adela was born in Civan, like most of the other sailors on the ship. Following her father's lead, she boarded her first ship when she was 18 years old, after having an interest in the sea her whole life due to her father being a sailing merchant. At first she worked under him, making a name for herself and proving that she was just as good at sailing and negotiations as her father was. Her father, wanting her to take over the business from him, sent her to another city to see what kind of profits she would make. However, she made little, and she decided it would be best to simply stick to sailing rather than selling. It took her a few years to rise in the ranks in the Queen's Navy, but now she is a First Officer, with only the Chief Officer and the Captain able to give her orders.
Adela is a happy person for the most part. She enjoys being around people and her friends, telling stories and jokes and messing with people in general. Over her years of work on ships, she has built up a higher pain tolerance than most women living on the land, along with physical strength nearly comparable to some of the men she sails with. However, when her mind turns to darker subjects, she tends to be a pessimist and harshly critical of herself and others. Often she makes bad decisions in moments of anger, and will jump before looking where there is to land.

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{Age: 27 moons.}
{Nicknames: Adi.}
{Coat: Fading grey tabby
with a white stomach.}
{Eyes: Very blue.}
{Build: Slim and strong and quick.}
{Rank: Lightning Strike Fighter.}
{Positives: Strong, Friendly,
Smart, Agile.}
{Negatives: Willful, Impressionable,
Young, Indecisive.}
{Crush: None atm.}

Born to a common family with little of significance, Adwar craved adventure. His family was on the poorer side, with his father being just able to feed everyone. Still Adwar and his two brothers and his parents were fairly happy. It wasn't until when he was mocked by a cat from a more affluent family did he gain resentment for the upper families. His brothers stopped seeking such pastures when they grew older, but Adwar held onto his hope of a more exciting life, much to his family's chagrin. He heard of the Lightning Strike movement, and due to his past, decided it would be the perfect opportunity to get his adventure, and a bit of revenge at the same time.
Young and impressionable and willful, Adwar tends to rely on his own judgement most of the time, which often puts him in some sticky situations. No matter who you are, he is always friendly, joking and laughing trying to make others smile. He enjoys having fun and when not occupied with working things, he is often found simply talking and pulling jokes with others. His youth and shape also offers the advantages of agility and speed, advantages that Adwar uses fully in any fight.

{Age: 33 moons.}
{Nicknames: Pes, Pesh.}
{Coat: Pale ginger tabby.}
{Eyes: Golden.}
{Build: Broad shouldered and long.}
{Rank: Commoner.}
{Positives: Optimistic, Fun,
Imaginative, Energetic.}
{Negatives: Critical, Self-Conscious,
Ambitious, Easily distracted.}
{Crush: None atm.}

The smallest of his litter, Pesha's parents gave him a name that means small. In time however, he outgrew his younger sisters and brother, becoming a large cat like his father. Growing up in a rather middle class family, he had plenty as he grew, enjoying his childhood and his innocence for the longest time. As a kitten, he remembers watching the royal family as they paraded about the city sometimes and has always enjoyed seeing how they walk and talk and so on. He has always wanted to work for them, even just as a servant, but would prefer a position that requires more of one mentally.
Always one to look on the positive side of things, Pesha is usually a good cat to be around. He is optimistic and up building, helping his friends who are discouraged to see the brighter side of things. He has seemingly endless energy and loves to be outside and running in the breeze. However, when it comes to himself, he can be overly critical and highly self-conscious. While he does love to be around others, he tends to get distracted easily enough that some find him strange and will refrain from talking with him too much.

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{Age: 20 years.}
{Looks: In real life. In Hale.}
{Nicknames: None.}
{Height: 6 foot 5 inches.}
{Hair: Brown.}
{Eyes: Blue.}
{Build: Tall and strong.}
{Key: The Ancient Key.
{Relationships: Straight, Single.}
{Positives: Kind, Positive,
Skilled, Friendly.}
{Negatives: Depressive, Anxious,
Clumsy, Loud.}
{Crush: None.}
{Other: Wields a sword and long dagger.}

Eli was the oldest of two children born to a police officer and a teacher. As a child he spent a lot of time playing with his younger sister, and has always been protective of her, like good older brothers should. When he was about 14 years old, he found his key lying in the attic of their old home. He asked around, but no one knew where the old key came from, so he put the key away and forgot about it for a few years. His family moved when he turned 17 and while exploring the new house, he remembered the key and began to try and open one locked closet in the basement, leading him to Hale. He is currently doing an apprenticeship to learn to be a farrier.
Kindhearted is a good word to describe this gentle giant. Although he has an imposing height and stature, he is a lover of people and enjoys being social. He will always try to make someone smile, especially if they are going through something difficult in their lives. However, when it comes to being alone, he can tend to be rather depressive and anxious, worrying about every little thing in his life. While he is skilled in his work and loves to do it, he can be clumsy at time, which means that he has more than a few scars.
Eli possess Tactile Geo-regeneration (The ability to use the Earth's energy to fully heal yourself or others) and Ability Swap (The ability to change out your power for someone else's) as special powers once in Hale. The latter is only usable some of the time as it drains a lot of energy.

{Age: 18 years.}
{Looks: Here.
In Hale wears this, but slightly shorter.}
{Nicknames: Cal.}
{Height: 5 foot 6 inches.}
{Hair: Dark blonde.}
{Eyes: Hazel.}
{Build: Slight and tallish.}
{Key: The Crystal Key.}
{Relationships: Straight, Single.}
{Positives: Intelligent, Supportive,
Loyal, Brave.}
{Negatives: Pessimistic, Headstrong,
Temperamental, Self-Conscious. }
{Crush: None atm.}
{Other: Wields a bow and two small knives.}

Born to a relatively normal family, Callie is the oldest of three with twin younger brothers. She was very close with her father and when she was little, he used to bring her home all sorts of little gifts he had found anywhere and everywhere. One day he brought home her key, saying he had bought it from an older lady that had come into his work. Neither of them knew the key's true significance. Her father died in a car crash a few years later, and shortly after was the first time Callie tried to sue the key attempting to lock her closet, but then finding Hale. Callie is in her last year of school. Like most her age she is currently stressing over what she will do after school ends.
Academics come easily to this independent, stubborn girl. She is an avid reader and a good student, usually. Studying is pushed aside however, if and when a friend is in trouble or needs to talk. She is fiercely loyal and would never forsake her friends.While she is brave, it is hard to convince her to not do something once her mind has been made up, meaning she ends up in bad situations a lot of the time.
Callie possesses the ability to render objects unseen and the ability to cast her own personalized spells, based on the surroundings and circumstances.

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{Age: 21 years.}
{Nicknames: Little poet, Runa.}
{Height: 5 feet 7 inches.}
{Hair: Blonde.}
{Eyes: Hazel.}
{Build: Light and slender.}
{Rank: Steward of Sol.}
{Relationships: Single, Straight.}
{Positives: Intelligent, Logical,
Brave, Caring.}
{Negatives: Rash, Critical,
Pessimistic, Weak.}
{Crush: None atm.}
{Other: Name means 'secret
lore', 'little poet'.}

Born to a steward, Runa was considered to be a lovely young woman, though she far preferred the company of her friends and that of books to the company of any of the men her father would have had her marry. Eventually however, she had no choice but to marry another steward. After but two years of marriage, Runa's husband died. Rather than go back to the life she knew before of quiet contentment and gossiping and such, she chose to take her husband's position as steward and help to govern the Sol.
Runa is a rather intelligent woman, thinking in a logical way, about what would be most appropriate and tactful in every situation. Unperturbed by most situations, she is brave and often rash because of this. While she cares about others, she cannot help but being pessimistic and critical most of the time. Though outspoken and stubborn, physically, Runa is rather weak, and tends to try and stay away from physical confrontations because of this.

{Age: 29 years old.}
{Nicknames: Tar, Cahir.}
{Height: 6 feet 3 inches.}
{Hair: Dark brown.}
{Eyes: Green.}
{Build: Tall and strong.}
{Rank: Blacksmith in Sol.}
{Relationships: Single, Straight.}
{Positives: Hardy, Friendly,
Skilled, Industrious.}
{Negatives: Drunkard, Stubborn,
Willful, Ignorant.}
{Crush: None atm.}
{Other: Name means
'thunder', 'warrior'.}

Born to a blacksmith, Taranis was named for the thunder storm that raged the night he was born. As soon as he was old enough to hold a hammer or stoke a fire, he was helping his father in the smithy. His father died when he was 19, and so he took over his father's business. He was spent his time since then working in the smithy during the day, and in the evenings either in his home with a drink, or out with friends and a drink.
Due to his work, Taranis is a strong, hardy individual who doesn't take no for answer. He is a hard worker, and is quite skilled at his work due to his father's teachings and his watching of other smiths at their work. A lover of people, Taranis likes to make friends with people and have a drink together. However, he tends to be too fond of drinks and can go overboard some of the time. He is stubborn, following his own will to his error. Increasingly ignorant of social and political situations, he often makes inappropriate quips.

{Age: 41 years.}
{Nicknames: Ruaidhri.}
{Height: 6 feet 4 inches.}
{Hair: Dark blonde.}
{Eyes: Grey.}
{Build: Broad shouldered
and stocky.}
{Rank: Jarl of Svard.}
{Relationships: Married to __.}
{Positives: Courageous, Noble,
Just, Compassionate.}
{Negatives: Violent, Jealous,
Easily Angered, Critical.}
{Crush: His wife.}
{Other: Name means
'slender', 'red king'.}

Born to the previous Jarl, Cael was raised in a household of high expectations and rules. At a young age, he would devise ways around the rules, believing that his older brother would become Jarl and it would pass him by and he would get to be the carefree younger brother forever. When his brother was killed in battle, and his father died from the grief of losing his oldest and brightest son, the position was thrown upon Cael.

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{Age: 23 years.}
{Nicknames: Nick, Nico.}
{Height: 6 foot 4 inches.}
{Hair: Dark brown.}
{Eyes: Hazel.}
{Build: Tall and slim.}
{Occupation: Magician/Farrier.}
{Relationships: Single, Straight.}
{Positives: Friendly, Intelligent,
Positive, Skilled.}
{Negatives: Silly, Jealous,
Impetuous, Childish.}
{Crush: None at.}
{Other: Simidh, his mare.}

With a name meaing 'small victory of the people', one would think that Nicolae is some kind of revolutionary or leader. But in reality, it's hard to get Nicolae to do anything that isn't fool around and play tricks. When the troupe stops and hosts all sorts of booths at fairs, Nicolae plays the part of magician, fascinating adults and children alike with illusions and tricks. When not showing off some of the tricks taught to him by his father, whom he inherited a love of trickery and laughter from, he is one of the troupe's resident farriers, making sure that every horse is well looked after and shod if needed. He can be rather jealous, especially when it comes to some of the younger girls of the troupe. Having no other siblings due to his mother dying shortly after his birth, Nicolae is feircly overprotective of the younger members of the troupe. Overall, he is a friendly individual who loves people.

{Age: 18 years.}
{Nicknames: Vady, Doma.}
{Height: 5 foot 6 inches.}
{Hair: Brown.}
{Eyes: Green.}
{Build: Small and delicate.}
{Occupation: Bracelet &
Charm Maker.}
{Relationships: Single, Straight.}
{Positives: Creative, Agile,
Caring, Optimistic.}
{Negatives: Slightly OCD,
Easily angered, Short tempered.}
{Crush: None atm.}
{Other: Makes and sells these.}

Given a name meaning 'to know hope', Vadoma is an optimistic individual, preferring to look at the positives of situations. A lover of pretty things, she was taught by her mother to make beaded bracelets, which she sells whenever she has the chance. She loves to make them in all different colours, with different little metal charms that she buys from one of the metal smiths of the troupe. It is very rare that she is not working on one when they are not moving, sometimes even when they are moving, she will sit in the back of her mother's caravan and work on one. The compulsive need to make each one perfect bleeds into other aspects of her life, making her have certain idiosyncrasies that many find annoying or odd. If something in her life is not aligned properly, it will make her angry for an indeterminable amount of time. However, she is conscious not to let her rages affect others, as she cares very much for her friends and the others of her troupe.

{Age: 19 years.}
{Nicknames: Stef, Pet.}
{Height: 6 foot.}
{Hair: Dark Brown.}
{Eyes: Green.}
{Build: Stocky and}
{Occupation: Violin Player/Baker.}
{Relationships: Single, Straight.}
{Positives: Quiet, Diligent,
Kind, Smart.}
{Negatives: Anxious, Self-conscious,
Pessimistic, Clumsy.}
{Crush: None atm.}
{Other: }

Named 'crown of the free', Stefan was born to a happy little family with an older sister. His father played the violin for extra money at fairs and when Stefan took a liking to the music, he taught the boy. His mother, believing that he ought to have another skill to fall back on, taught him to bake breads, cakes and other treats. When he was thirteen, his sister and mother were stolen by a man that his father called a French 'nobleman'. After that he didn't see them again. Like his father, when at fairs with the rest of the troupe, Stefan plays the violin. A variety of songs are in his repertoire, dancing music, old loves songs and so on, and he will play whatever the paying customer asks of him. On days when they aren't at a fair, he sells or exchanges breads and loaf cakes to other troupe members. As many musicians are, Stefan is quiet reserved and very self-conscious. He is quite clumsy and will often have bandaged hands from being burnt by the bread or from accidentally tripping and hurting himself. However, he is a very kind and loving person, once he trusts you.

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{Age: 7 moons.}
{Coat: Thick, short brown
with dark tabby markings.}
{Eyes: Golden.}
{Build: Light and agile.}
{Rank: Lucidclan Apprentice.}
{Positives: Curious, Willing,
Kind, }
{Negatives: Rash, Naive,
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{Crush: None atm.}

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{ Arryn Kyndeyrn }

{Age: 163.}
{Nicknames: Ryn.}
{Height: 6 feet.}
{Hair: Dark Brown.}
{Eyes: Green.}
{Build: Strong & Broad.}
{Rank: Warrior of Doriane.}
{Relationships: Straight,
Single.}
{Positives: Loyal, Skilled,
Kind, Intelligent,
Good planning abilities.}
{Negatives: Proud, Stubborn,
Can be timid,
Defies authority.}
{Weapon: Long bow &
two daggers.}
{Spirit Companion:
Reyan, the warhorse.}

Arryn, whose last name mean 'battle-lord' in an ancient tongue, was born into a house of warriors. Like his older brother before him, and their father before them, Arryn went through schools to gain an education and training with old masters to gain fighting skills. Throughout his youth, he enjoyed time with his family, talking, playing games and even training together occasionally. His mother payed special attention to him, knowing that sometimes he would have favored a more calming choice of career. Though he is still fairly young, appearing only around twenty to most, he has found himself serving under Captain Sorra for Doriane. One of his greatest flaws is his pride, which leads to one of his greatest assests, his loyalty. He is fiercely loyal to Doriane, to a fault almost, and is highly suspicious of the Findaali people. However, his planning abilities, on and off the battle field in addition to his skill with various weapons seems to outweigh the issues he sometimes has with authority, as he still has his position. While he can use many weapons, Arryn prefers his grandfather's longbow. His spirit companion, Reyan, took many shapes before he settled on that of a warhorse, strong, well-built and courageous, yet still kind and gentle. He often must act as Arryn's conscious, helping him chose right and wrong, especially in battle scenarios. Reyan is very much a reflection of who Arryn truly is, even though the warrior may dispute it.