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I was raised in a little village near Gondor, I used to see Rohan riders come and go constantly and I battled with myself for being born a girl. My brothers - rest their souls were going to be soldiers, they were already pages in the army of Gondor. Until one day, my father never returned from war, he had been a soldier of Gondor, that day that we received the message was the day that my life would change - he had been killed by orcs, servants of the Dark Lord. My mother opted to move. Towards Rohan, we asked to be a part of the Ethias Clan. We were accepted, they gave us food and shelter until we could manage for ourselves and adapt to the Rohirrim way of life. I stopped being a girl, instead I wanted to be a rider, to a king or marshal that was fair, and one with his men. At that moment I didn't have much faith in men or in the armies of Middle Earth. I applied when I was of age to become a Rider, and I was accepted, I was equal to all men and boys alike. As a gift for passing the entrance exam my mother gave me an arrow, that my father had made himself, and she also gave me his quiver, it had been reworked by the elves, unbeknownst to me that my father had known them well. The Lady Galadriel gave me a bow, made also by her kind. My steed who carries me well, was given to me by Celeborn, who is wise and all knowing in his silent way, he gave me this gift because he felt that no steed could match my temper except Wind. I learned to trust all riders, and I put all my faith in the marshal, he was not like his uncle, he seemed more fair in all that he did. My mother did not know when she stopped having a daughter and gained another son. I am now proud to Rohirrim, and all that the Golden roof of Edoras stands for. She is my home, Gondor is not my enemy but I do not truly trust them perhaps it is because of my father’s untimely death and also that of my brothers disappearance, who have never returned. I carry my bow and quiver full of arrows proudly and I will do them and Rohan service by using them as they are meant to be used. To fight all enemies, and free our lands and people and also if needed Middle Earth. |