[piosenniel]

Nurumaiel will play 1 character:
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NAME: Adrama

AGE: 25

RACE: Man

GENDER: Female

WEAPONS: No weapons

APPEARANCE: Adrama is a slender, beautiful young woman with dark hair that falls just above her waist. Her skin is fair and she has brown eyes.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Adrama has a jealous nature and can easily get onto bad terms with someone she feels has something she herself should have had. However, once she gets over her first feelings and given the chance and reason, she can be a wonderful friend.

HISTORY: A very important part in Adrama’s history concerning this story is the story of Denethor, herself, and her mother. Her mother, Pelien, had strong feelings about Adrama marrying Denethor. But she didn’t know that Adrama’s feelings were also strong, and she herself was deeply in love with Denethor. Now in her reigns jealousy for Finduilas, who is soon to wed the man she loves…

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Nurumaiel’s post:

Adrama stood with her mother Pelien, watching critically as Finduilas was introduced to the court. Her heart burned with jealousy and rage at the thought of this stranger wedding Denethor. Glancing up at her mother, she saw that she was thinking much the same. But all she wanted was for her daughter to marry Denethor, a man of great position. She didn’t realize that the young woman standing beside her had been and still was deeply in the love with him.

“Perhaps we should go greet her,” Pelien said, taking a step forward. Adrama knew it was a command, but she stood where she was and shook her head. She would not go speak to that woman who had stolen her life from her. Her mother could go, but she, Adrama, would not. What did her mother care, anyway? She didn’t understand the suffering Adrama had endured, and was now enduring as she watched Finduilas, who would wed Denethor.

Pelien gave her a warning look as she walked towards Finduilas to greet her. Adrama watched stubbornly. Suddenly she was aware of someone standing at her shoulder and she turned furiously, already knowing who it was. Yes, it was as she thought. Addruran, possibly the most annoying young man in the court. She knew he was in love with her. He followed her everywhere and never gave her any peace.

This gave her twice as much reason to escape. First Finduilas, the one who had ruined her life, and now Addruran, who was trying to ruin it further. She turned and glared up at him, trying to think of something to say. He looked down at her innocently. “It is a pity Finduilas is to marry Denethor,” Adrama said cruelly, “for I still love him very much.”

“Yes, it is a pity,” said Addruran calmly, but Adrama thought she saw his back straighten a little. His eyes turned to Finduilas and those gathered around her. “Now I must go greet the lady who is Denethor’s betrothed.” He said those words coldly, trying to hurt her. As he departed he took one final shot. “She is beautiful, isn’t she? So perfect for Denethor.” Adrama burned with rage, and the tears sprung to her eyes. She turned and ran from the hall. She could no longer bear to look at Finduilas. She had ruined her entire life. Oh, Denethor.....