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#6542216 Aug 13, 2012 at 09:06 AM · Edited over 5 years ago
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APPEARANCE AND BACKSTORY
Standing about five and a half feet tall, Gaelia is every inch a typical willowy teenage girl who has grown up around horses her whole life. Clearly she is of Bree-land, yet her hair tinged in chestnut, speaks of a Rohirric ancestry. Her deep blue eyes hint at mischief, and she has an easy and friendly banter of a woman well past her young years. Music is her true love, though horses and clothes follow in no general order. Sent away almost a year ago to leave with family at their horse farm in Rohan, she met up with a young woman, Cynnwyn, who taught her to play harp and to sing.

Her gift of singing soon rivaled her mentors and eventually her father bid her to return home to help on the farm. She will often tell those she meets she lives up the North Road, avoiding questions about why she is in town and often seen playing music at the Pony, instead of helping at the farm. Her gift with horses is not lost on her father Eogar, or brother, Gaelm, who have her tending to several large grey horses that have recently appeared at the farm, and are presumed by her father to be of a meara line. Still she manages to work with the horse and still escape to town each day often seen in the company of her childhood friend, Rohawn.

The two can often be found wandering the roads further afield and away from their families' eyes. There is a deep and abiding affection between the two, each wanting to escape the confines of a pre-determined life, and look for adventure and a life away from what may make only their parents happy. Yet, both feel bound to stay and help them, at least for now.

Gaelia is an easy going, slightly reserved and well liked young women who has a mind of her own, that sometimes borders on what a parent might term as willful. Not happy to settle for what her father wants her to do, which is run the family horse farm with her brother, she manages to keep him appeased but doing just enough to then escape it's burdensome confines for the town of Bree.

She is happy to help others, and so is learning the healing arts, but quickly admits she would rather sing and play harp than do just about anything else, much to her father's chagrin. She freely and often apologetically admits she is not very good at minstrelling, if truth be told. Her sharp wit and way with words, leaves those near her prone to being mentioned in her often amusing songs. Fond of harp, she also has a deep affection for romantic ballad type songs and those with deep sentiment.

OOC
About me... Lets see.... I am married and have 2 great kids, 23 and 27, who are likely nearer your ages than I am. I have 2 cats and 3 chickens and live in the hills east of San Diego in house in the country. I grew up riding horses, and rode hunters and jumpers for my teens and twenties, much like Gaelia here. Currently, I work in medicine and have so for my entire life I have been a nurse, echo tech and am now a sleep technologist who helps people learning to wear CPAP. I love travel and just recently returned from my dream vacation to Great Britain. A confirmed gamer I have played and GMed in many MMOs and MUDS, having played since the time of the internet's birth...Besides travel which is would do every second if I could afford it , I love cooking, writing and read fantasy when something good catches my imagination.
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#6636070 Aug 28, 2012 at 05:42 PM
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Ack, I never responded to you post here Gael - its really fine to meet you, and I'm super glad you've joined us :)

What's CPAP?

A bit of old Dwarven word-craft, taught to me by Iorak, my Grandsire:

"The orc, the orc, the orc is dead!
With my axe, I clove his head!
The day is done, the beer nigh gone
One last drink, then off to bed!"
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#6645079 Aug 30, 2012 at 12:05 PM
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I think it would be really interesting to have witnessed the birth of the Internet!
The little dragon-fly hunter, 蜻蛉釣り
How far I wonder, 今日はどこまで
Has he gone today. 行ったやら

Chiyojo. 千代女

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#6647322 Aug 30, 2012 at 08:49 PM
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Heh, I was there too.. I remember as teenagers sitting on my friends computer using Prodigy to discuss the upcoming election between Clinton and Bush... yeah, 1991/1992 was a heady year :)
A bit of old Dwarven word-craft, taught to me by Iorak, my Grandsire:

"The orc, the orc, the orc is dead!
With my axe, I clove his head!
The day is done, the beer nigh gone
One last drink, then off to bed!"
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