Plaza Life

Born to a Rohirric woman and an elf, quite by accident, the young half-breed spent a number of unpleasant decades in Rohan before running off on her own and ultimately ending up in Mordor having had most of her memories blocked out and her blood meddled with slightly by a rogue Necromancer altering her appearance a certain degree along with that of her two ‘horses’. She worked her way up through the ranks, making the odd friend where she could and collecting numerous odd pets to add to her growing menagerie. Now she uses her talents as Mistress of the Mordorian Pub, working alongside her good friend Rohanna, also offering the same skills in service of her adoptive clan in Kazad-dûm the Mex Uzbans. The memory block has since been broken and her past life remembered… and mostly ignored.

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Real life:

Twas a dark and stormy night… well actually I’m not sure what time or what the weather was but I was born in Durham County Hospital in North Carolina in the year 1985, and everything went downhill from there. I’ve since lived in two other states, Pennsylvania followed by Virginia where I now claim to reside [unless you’re selling something in which case I’m somewhere in Thailand]. I did the school thing and plan to go on to college and be a nurse… not much else to tell really. My main interests and my largest circle of friends are inextricably connected to me by a form of insanity called LARPing, or live action role play wherein the lot of us suit up and go chase each other about the woods with large padded weapons pretending to be things like elves and felinoids. Great fun, great catharsis. I was told about the plaza by a friend and immediately loved it as I’d always rather liked Tolkien, though I need to get more of his works to read now that I’ve muddled my way through the Silmarillion and actually understood it. That covers most everything really, in short… I’m a young insane female with a penchant for violence, and a love of vampires, evil and good reading material.