Penniavas
TITLE:
Arphadon Nos Forodren (Retainer of House Forodren) and Child Adventurer Par Excellence
DESCRIPTION:
Golden hair falls down in gentle waves from this tiny elf's brow. But a mere five foot two puts him below the adult Elf's height, betraying his true youth. The locks of hair are not a bright burnished gold, or shining Dwarven gold, but the rich brown tones of ancient, antique gold; the hues varying from a rich near-black to pale white highlights where the light catches the hairs split around his small, pointed ears. Sun-darkened skin glows with health and youth, unmarred and smooth as silk. Fine lips, thin eyebrows, a curved-up nose and bright eyes of a deep yellow-brown make up his youthful face, seeming hardly fifteen years of age.
A delicate, wiry frame, wispy as a willow branch makes up the elf's body. Muscles are there, still developing promisingly. Clothing his body are dusty blue-grey suede pants and a snug fitting jacket. Patchwork in form, the edges of the softer 'outside' can be seen around the tight seams, a belt of blue-grey cloth secure around his waist with a simple silver ring with tiny leaves etched into it. Matching boots of a tougher leather are tight around the elf's small feet, the soles soft and impressionless on the soil. A wooden bracelet 'chain' is worn around his left wrist and he wears a headband of braided blue-grey to keep his hair back.
PERSONA:
INCREDIBLY Friendly and helpful, Penniavas's major fault is he talks. A lot. He loves to talk and will talk about anything to anyone, at any time. This sometimes can be a shock as, until someone is paying attention to him, he will be quiet as a mouse. And then, it seems the only time he stops was when he inhales. Has been pondering the idea since he was thirteen of becoming a Page or Messenger for the House, although as fickle young elves were, his interests greatly vary on the day it was as he seeks out his niche in Rivendell. He has something of a crush on the Elleth Ilfwen, though has not yet told her about it (IN an ironic way) as they are best friends, and he did not wish to make it awkward at all.
Fishing is one of his consistent hobbies though, even if he does not catch anything he enjoys sitting there and merely dangling a rod off the bridge or shore into the waters. Curious about anything new he listens seriously and obeys his elders, knowing they were much wiser than He, and idolizes those like Elrond and their kind for who they are, and all the stories told of them. Despite his talkative nature, secrets are well kept by Penniavas and his loyalty unwavering to those who give it to him.
HISTORY:
In Thirty thousand and twenty five, Penniavas was born in Rivendell. The first and only child of his carpenter parents from the day he was born he was quite the noisy Elf. Babbling at all hours he was awake, to his toys or to simply the animals he saw, until he grew old enough to understand that people were more receptive. He learned to speak faster than other Elves, and always had great enunciation. Brought up proper by his strict father and loving mother, he wanted for very little, having good clothes and toys. Seeing as he preferred to talk to others, than be talked to, they devised a 'recitation' way of teaching him to ensure he learned all he had to, and giving him the opportunity to talk at the same time. As his world expanded to include more of Rivendell, he made many friends, including a much older Elf Ilfwen (with their player permission), who soon became a part time nanny on occasion for the younger fall-haired Elf. Both being the friendly type they were fast friends and young Penniavas took a great liking to her, almost to the point of a crush.
Active as any young Elf would be, Penniavas found to his delight, a great deal of flexibility and agility in his frame. Slighter than all other elves he could leap and balance, and even twist himself in ways even most elves found challenging. And he took great zeal in learning new tricks to do whilst racing down the forest paths. Watching the squirrels outside his window he learned how to scale the great trees, head up AND head down, skinny fingers finding crevices in the bark. Of course, this often had a poor effect on cloth he wore and thus, his mother made him a good sturdy vest of sheepskin suede, soft enough for the finest Elleth but sturdier than plain cloth.
Growing into his teen years, he did hit a growth spurt, beginning to catch up with the other children his age, though always he was willowier and slenderer than the others. But what he lacked in strength he made up with astounding agility and fleet of feetness.
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Penniavas (#24815), Arphadon Nos Forodren (Retainer of House Forodren) and Child Adventurer Par Excellence
Also Plays: Lywor (Dale-Lands) and Saeltavor (Gondorian)
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CULTURE: Sinda Imladhrim POSITION: Culture Greeter
SPECIES: Quendi FLAGS: -C-G--/DHPf/IC
SEX: Male FIRST-ON: Mar 21 2006
LOCATION: Imladris TOP: 17h 13m 16s
CONNECTED AT: 18:54:25, online 10m, idle 1m.
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