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Name: Gweniera 

Age, Gender, Race: 64 Years, Female, Númenorean

Appearance: Gweniera stands close to six feet but just under. She possesses a slender, girlish frame with small curvature. Her hair is a brilliant blonde, almost bordering a white color and her hair is often kept loose, lazy bun. Her eyes are perhaps even more vibrate than her hair with an almost glowing green color to them. Her face, adorned with small features, and skin has a creamy white tone and looks soft except for a large scar that runs from the top of her left cheek down to her chin with a slight outward curve to it before continuing across her shoulder. There are a few other pinkish scars elsewhere on her body but none as impressive.

Equipment: Gwen is dressed in a loose, white, cloth, long-sleeved shirt and form-fitting dark brown leather pants. She wears around knee-high leather boots, a brown color slightly lighter than the pants, and wears tight leather gloves that stretch up to her mid forearm. For protection, she wears a similar dark brown, sleeveless leather cuirass. Around her waist is a belt with a holster for sword, on her side, and dagger, across her backside. All is usually partially hidden under a forest green cloak, held around her upper body with a Dúnedain star broach. A quiver of arrows and a hunting bow can usually be found slung around the woman’s back with a small pack of basic equipment, like a sleeping roll. Basic equipment includes tobacco, pipe, tinderbox, hatchet, small cooking pot. Has a coin purse with little money. Finally, has a brown horse with white patches named [i]Collie[/i]

Personality: Gweniera is considered by comrades as warm, approachable, and very sociable with the exception of a very dry, sarcastic humor that takes one several encounters to understand she isn’t serious. In fact, many first impression consider Gweniera to be quite cold and pessimistic but the reality is she is quite the opposite. She falls into the role of a protector very easy, although recently she has become distraught with recent events that have left her shaken and distracted. You’ll find her a bit slower to trust and perhaps a lack of interest at a companionship, at least at first. 

Story: Gweniera has recently recalled her service to the Dunedain Rangers and fled stating that she “quits for good” after a near miss had almost costed her life. The truth is, she had a bad run in with some bandits, betrayed by a friend to be in such a compromised position. Those people are still out there and while Gwen has sworn revenge, she fears that she isn’t well enough to face them.

Biography: Gweniera was born in the region of Eriador to a small family of what seemed like lowly bar owners. It was their preferred patrons that set them apart from establishments, however. The Dunedain Rangers had always called the Barbed Bee a home and it became a sort of front, or headquarters, for Dunedain affairs. As a child, she loved hearing the tales that the regulars had told and always wanted her chance, one day. As she aged, her life of simply being a barmadien would soon turn to becoming an ranger's apprentice, being passed from ranger to ranger as they accomplished tasks of varied difficulty. From then on, she became a full-fledged member, claiming her birthright that her parents had given her, extended life.

Decades later, Gweniera would face a near death experience that came from a betrayal. On a routine response to a familiar town's call, she was lead into an ambush by a friend in town. Outnumbered by human assailants, she became wounded and disarmed, but instead of a quick death, her captors had plan on dragging things out. Plus, they had some other more nefarious things in mind. Thankfully, Gwen escaped early in her capture, only after a day., but the damage had been done and she quietly abandoned her position in the Dunedain. She fled east and has become a drifer ever since, failing to find strength in her quest for revenge.
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