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Dark brown hair, so dark as to appear black on first sight, curls around a small vivacious face. Two long silver pins hold her hair bundled at the back of her head. Faint carvings appear at the ends of the pins, but they are so worn it is almost impossible to discern what they represent. Long black lashes ring dark eyes that may sparkle or snap depending on her mood, but are rarely calm. Her face is lightly tanned, as though she has spent much time outdoors. She has rosy cheeks and dimples that peep out merrily when she smiles. She is of medium height with a curvacious shape, although something in the way she moves shows that perhaps she is stronger than she looks. |
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Tath is 17, she was born in the spring of 3009. She grew up on a modest estate, more a farm really, near Lossarnach. Her parents are connected to the House Draudagnir, but they really have very little to do with any house politics. They mostly spend their time happily raising sheep, goats, and a few horses; and making wine in their vineyards. Tathar hates studying, never learned to sew beyond the minimum possible and thinks farming is the most boring existance possible. Mostly, she worked outside whenever she could, with the animals and in the vineyards. She ran away to Minas Tirith a few months ago, and took the first job she found, working as a barmaid. And she discovered that she likes it very much. She is a little worried that her parents might come after her and force her to come home, but being of an optimistic turn of mind, prefers to deal with that problem when and if it arises. |
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