RP: Crimson Sword

[Nevtalathiel]

Tumnaooriel had been led quickly back to a camp by the other elf. She was relieved to be able to sit in relative comfort by a fire and rub the cramp and stiffness from her tired limbs. She was content to wait for the rest of the party of elves to return from raiding the orc camp, and would have been happy to wait even if the group had taken years to return.
She looked around the small clearing, examining every detail to learn as much as she could about her rescuers. She had a wisdom and patience which is innate and cannot be learnt, an ability to see and listen, and not to speak, allowing her to learn about others without giving away details about herself. Some people mistook her silence and solitude as self-interest, but in fact, she cared greatly about those around her. Her awareness of her faults led her to conceal herself from all but those closest to her to prevent others being hurt or disappointed by her short-comings.