Istatha
TITLE:
Tugwiol a Tellenistril - Arphedil Nos Teleralda (Forager and Tracker - Retainer of House Teleralda)
DESCRIPTION:
She is tall, pale as a cloud and as graceful. Sleek hair as dark as dusk sweeps, shining, over one shoulder to her waist, fastened midway down with coils of gold. Her eyes are scatter of colors: acorns, leaves, birds' eggs, dew glinting. One tapered ear is bared, and its gem, a shard of amber, hangs on a silver thread. Her clothes are of soft, fine fabrics, layered like swaths of mist--trousers, a long underskirt, overtunic, and a cropped, long-sleeved jacket, all in reedy shades of brown, green, grey. A narrow sash of gold-embroidered blue is tied at her waist, and from it hang three or four pouches of violet silk. Rabbit's pelt boots come halfway up her calves. A cabochon bead of topaz clings to her throat.
PERSONA:
Istatha is a dreamy, misty-headed elf, her nose perpetually in a book or a flower. She can recite an ancient poem, or tell you where to find a dozen different species of wild berries--depending on her mood. Her favorite subject of study changes from day to day, but she's always interested in food--perhaps asking her to cook something is the only way to be absolutely sure of getting her attention.
HISTORY:
Istatha was born to Gwathrenon and Iauninn of House Teralda in Imladris in the 2062nd year of the Third Age, shortly after the rule of the Stewards of Gondor began. Her father, Gwathrenon, is a forest guardian, attending to the delicate balance of life in the woods around the Valley. Her mother, Iauninn, is a loresinger. Small wonder, then, that their daughter's interests should be woven of both leaves and pages. Early she was drawn to the lore of growing things, the histories of birds, the songs of trees, and whatever she did not understand, she set about determinedly to learn. "She will have much knowledge", her mother said, and so they named her Istatha, for she was always concerned with what she could learn next, whether from books or from the earth itself. As a girl she chanted ancient lays to the herbs in her garden, and kept detailed scrolls for all her agricultural studies. But the wild woods called her, too; she learned to stalk a deer, to string a bow, even to pluck a grouse and roast it and dress it with wild roots and cultivated seeds both. There was as often ink on her fingers as berry-stains.
For a lively elf-maid there was much to learn and see within Imladris, and though her parents had travelled Eriador in their day, Istatha and her family far preferred to stay safe in the Valley under Elrond's care. News came, of course. News of Gondor, and Rohan, and the whispers of ever darkening times. The nations of men seemed caught in a slow decline. Istatha did not much wish to venture into their world. When the boy Aragorn came to be raised in Imladris, she bore him no ill will, but gave him little interest. The old histories of men and elves were more fascinating to her than the present goings-on outside her home.
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Istatha (#8657), Tugwiol a Tellenistril - Arphedil Nos Teleralda (Forager and Tracker - Retainer of House Teleralda)
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CULTURE: Silvan Imladhrim POSITION: Player
SPECIES: Quendi FLAGS: ------/DHPf/OOC
SEX: Female FIRST-ON: Feb 13 2007
HOUSE: Teleralda TOP: 0s
LOCATION: Offline
LAST CONNECT: Tue Feb 13 15:08:00, was connected til Tue Feb 13 17:00:01.
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