Ellaryn Bracegirdle ~ Sous l'Oasis d'Oromë
Ellaryn ne pouvait pas croire qu'elle était en fait debout dans les ruines d'Elven. Être dans une fête de compagnons si étranges et merveilleux et voir les merveilles des Elfes de l'ancienne l'étonne. Puis l'arche derrière eux a été scellée serrée. Ellaryn a couru en arrière et a essayé de comprendre le fonctionnement de la porte en vain. Ofnir a conseillé d'aller de l'avant et il semblait que le parti n'avait pas d'autre choix, mais quel chemin prendre.
"Il y avait plus d'un peuple elfique?" Elle chuchotait. Elle ne voulait pas prendre l'arche moyenne de la guerre et de l'artisanat, elle a pris sa place près d'Ofnir, en pensant aux choix. « Il me semble que l'arche de la persévérance prendrait plus de temps et que l'arche du voyage y arriverait plus vite. Je n'aime pas la guerre de l'arche, si c'est une sorte d'énigme, je prendrais l'arche du Vanyar."
Au moins la pièce était bien éclairée à l'heure actuelle, elle se sentait à l'intérieur d'une poche et tirait une pomme de l'oasis. Elle l'a regardée, ne se sentant pas particulièrement affamée, l'a offerte à Ofnir.
Name: Ellaryn Bracegirdle
Age: 34
Sex: Female
Race: Hobbit
Apperance:

Class: Rogue
Equipment: Short sword x2, sleep poison x3, dark brown cloak, whetstone, 2sp.
Backpack, 25m of rope with a hook, a single torch, lockpicks x5, blanket, small tent, small pot set, a flask, rations x7 days. tinderbox, a small sack.
A saddled pony.
Background story: Els was always very lightfingered and carefree while growing up in the Shire. She was born and raised in Michel Delving, but she mostly caused trouble and few arguements with her lost and found games. No matter how stern a rebuke she got, nearly always it was let off with her heartwarm promise never to do it again. After a few new tricks, she was always the first point of call even if nobody could prove she did it.
Then her family got a call to visit the Underhills in Bree, her mother's brother's father was celebrating his 88th birthday. Of Els got away from the party for a while, and of course she slipped back into her lost and found prank. She lost a silver plater from the Underhills which was found at above some human's door that night. (She recalls that his name might have Bill.) The rowdy hobbits and the few men that were at the house very nearly caused a small riot in their dispute. Giles, her father, was actually beaten and so her family life ended that night.
Els was left disowned by her family and the Underhills, word quickly spread around Bree as to what actually happened and that she was responsible. She spent less than a day there before having to flee, not before sneaking around one or two homes to "help" her on her way.
5 years of travelling about has honed her skills somewhat, but she still hasn't settled in one place or found any kind of normal living.
Notes & Skills: Small and sneaky.
Cooking.
Basic survival skills.
Able to dual wield weapons.