A Trahaearn Elf who survived the Iorwerth’s siege on Prifddinas, taking up residence in Keldagrim, and would eventually herald the war’s end. Her many teachers would impart vast knowledge of metallurgy, she herself becoming a grandmaster. Ironic to the other residents, she dwarfs (hehehe) both citizens and visitors of Keldagrim in size. Her height, supplied with her strength, makes her imposing to the point of despair. You won’t unintentionally find yourself on her bad side, though, as she’s very gentle and jokingly awkward in demeanor.
Elf, 9’4”, dark skin w/ Elven skin marks grown throughout the decades, slim/muscular (strong beanpole). Silver curly hair dyed magenta in certain places, silver eyes.
Gentle, not very energetic; typically looks (and is) unimpressed, only intentionally rude when someone’s being a jerk to her or her friends. Jokingly awkward.
Main choice is her four meter masterwork greatsword, which she cleaves at hordes of enemies with. Other options include battleaxes in one-on-one, thrown blades, and ending with her Sword of Annihilation, often paired with her Terminal Shield.
Born in the late Fourth Age to the Gwawr family, who would be caught in the middle of the Elven Civil War and lose track of her parents. Traveled to Keldagrim where she would be taken in as an apprentice of many masters of smithing across two-ish centuries of residing there. Would meet Jokandin, and then his friends, adventuring together. She heralded the end to the Red Axe and led the charge against the Dark Lord. Received the World Guardian enchantment on accident during Extinction, lost it in Aftermath, continues adventuring and studying.
