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Vedui’. My name is Winyanoran. (New Dawn) I am called Winya or Ana. I have never before been in the company of Elves, though I am one myself. You see, my father is the king of an Elven City. When I was naught but a young elf, I was taken from my kin and somehow ended up in the hands of two humans, living in the outside world. With them, I lived for seventeen years. These humans, whom I called my parents, told me nothing about my true identity until a couple of weeks ago. I found that I was not, as I had perceived these past years, a human. I learned, from an acquaintance, whose name I shall not mention, that I was an Elf. Not just any elf, but royalty. As I learned more, this all made sense. My human parents were short and pudgy, with round faces. I am tall, and slender, with a fair face. It would also explain why my ears had a slight point on the end, and why people were always telling me that I had no resemblance to my “parents”. I am now on a journey back to my home, the city over which my Father rules. However, I would like to stay here for a while, learn about my race that I have only recently discovered I was a part of. I would however, need a guide. I would prefer someone fluent in the common tongue, as I am not yet very advanced in Elvish. I would very much like to become a full member of the company, as I may be staying here for a while. If I do find that this place is much to my liking, I may decide to come back and live here after seeing my father. If you would like to personally message me, please write to [email protected] and label the subject as Tel’ Mithrim. Thank you.

~Winyanoran

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> Vedui’. My name is Winyanoran. (New Dawn) I am called Winya or Ana. I have never before been in the company of Elves, though I am one myself. You see, my father is the king of an Elven City. When I was naught but a young elf, I was taken from my kin and somehow ended up in the hands of two humans, living in the outside world. With them, I lived for seventeen years. These humans, whom I called my parents, told me nothing about my true identity until a couple of weeks ago. I found that I was not, as I had perceived these past years, a human. I learned, from an acquaintance, whose name I shall not mention, that I was an Elf. Not just any elf, but royalty. As I learned more, this all made sense. My human parents were short and pudgy, with round faces. I am tall, and slender, with a fair face. It would also explain why my ears had a slight point on the end, and why people were always telling me that I had no resemblance to my “parents”. I am now on a journey back to my home, the city over which my Father rules. However, I would like to stay here for a while, learn about my race that I have only recently discovered I was a part of. I would however, need a guide. I would prefer someone fluent in the common tongue, as I am not yet very advanced in Elvish. I would very much like to become a full member of the company, as I may be staying here for a while. If I do find that this place is much to my liking, I may decide to come back and live here after seeing my father. If you would like to personally message me, please write to GreenMNM1110@aol.com and label the subject as Tel’ Mithrim. Thank you. > ~Winyanoran
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