[*Varda*]

Well, here's my profile, if you'll have me.

Name: Rosanna (but normally called Rosa or Ros)
Age: 24
Nationality: Gondorian
Short physical description: Dark brown hair, normally loose or braided. She is about 5’6, usually wearing brown pants, white shirt, leather brown boots and a hooded brown cloak over this. Her eyes are hazel.

History/motivation: Rosanna had an ordinary upbringing with her parents and two older brothers until she was 16. Her brothers fought for Gondor, but one was later killed by men of Harad in Ithilien, and the other she has not seen or heard of for 8 years. Because of this, she now hates the enemy with a passion, and would do anything to help Gondor against them. Having doted on her brothers, when they left she became rebellious, and stayed away from home constantly, defying her parents. By the age of 18, she became a thief and a spy, learning many useful skills. Ros managed well in this way of life for 4 more years, but when she was 22, she was caught stealing from a shop, but was not punished as an young woman, Morgan, intervened and promised to deal with Ros herself. Ros found herself indebted to the woman, and in return for the favour, Ros promised to work for her in the Order of the Black Rose. She is now good friends with Morgan, and her work mainly involves spying. She has no problems betraying a friend if she feels it’s for the greater good, but she has few friends anyway, as she is unable to trust easily or open up.

Posessions: A short dagger and an old, slightly notched sword, given to her by her brothers. She has some skill with it, although her skills mainly lie in spying and tracking, rather than fighting.

First post:

Rosanna -

Report to the great gate of Minas Tirith an hour before dawn tomorrow. An officer of the Citadel Guard named Sir Mindalel will be inside the gate. Speak to him for further instructions. Prepare for a week of riding in the snow as well as combat. Your normal wages will be tripled for the duration of your service. Further rewards will be forthcoming should you perform well. Horses will be provided.

Morgan

A smile curled on Ros’ face. More money, potential rewards…this seemed like a job worth doing, should she make her services useful. She sat on the hard bed in her empty little room, gazing around. A break from this place would do her no harm. Getting up, she threw a few silver coins and personal belongings into her bag, and pulled on her warm cloak.

She stood by the window, staring into the inky darkness of the night sky, and watching the white frost of the snow begin to settle around the window pane. She should set off soon, she thought to herself, or the snow would be falling too fast and thick to journey at such a time of night.

Her bag over her shoulder, and her sword by her side, she wrapped her cloak tighter about her, descended the creaky wooden stairs, and set off towards the Great Gate.