An Archer Outside Mirkwood

An Archer Outside Mirkwood

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Ember's mother was a the human woman king Thanduil had a short affair with before his wife died. He forced her to leave and never breath a word of it to anyone due to the fact that his wife had just given him a son, Legolas. So she left in the middle of the night to later find out that she was pregnant with Ember. She wanted to train Ember and send her back to Thanduil for her to have a future. Ember was ten when her mother died. The owner of the town bar took her in and her new brother, Ryder, did exactly as her mother had wanted. He trained her until she was near deadly with any weapon she picked up. More so the bow and duel daggers. She was around sixteen when Ryder left her there at the bar to start his Rebellion against the current ruler of their kingdom. She took care of the bar alone because his father was old and he had fallen ill. Within three years he was dead leaving her alone with the bar.
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Warrior. Shadow. Ruthless. The freest of hearts and sharpest of tongues. A survivor in her own right. A human girl, born of the ancient blood of Númenor, raised by Elves. Meant for greatness, but honed on the black blood of Orcs. Léra Celebdraug is free, and not a single soul will ever change that. She writes her own fate. She chooses her own paths. No Man, Elf, nor Dwarf can stand in the way of what her heart truly desires. She wants to be feared. To be relentless. She wants the dark creatures of enemy forces to flee beneath her blade. She won't settle for shiny armor and a crown on her head. There will be blood before her freedom is ensured. Blood that runs black and red across her hands. The blood of Dwarves. Of Elves. Of Man. She will bring the world to its knees. And still she will keep up the fight.

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