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Name: Brethildur (male)

Age: older than dirt (born in Second Age)

Race: Elf

Occupation: Crown Prince of Mirkwood, putting up with Thranduil

Personality:
Though Brethildur is an accomplished warrior (veteran of the Last Alliance), he prefers his studies. He is the more studious of the Mirkwood Princes by a long shot. He has long been in training to become the King of Mirkwood in the event of his father's departure to the West or his death. He is some what solitary and reclusive, and often seen as uptight and straight-laced, but he has been known to let his hair down once in a while and have some fun. More often, he has the responsibility of keeping his mischievous younger brother(s?) in check. Brethildur is usually very diplomatic, though at times he can be a bit irrational with his caustic remarks.

Features: Brethildur's hair is Elvishly long, and dark like his mother's. It is usually tied back to keep out of his face while he fights or studies. His eyes are an odd shade of silver, and usually sharp and piercing with his calculation rather than soft with laughter. He has slender features and a slight build, but as with most Elves, this deceptive frame hides great strength. He commonly dresses in formal robes for the sake of diplomacy, but he prefers to relax in simpler clothing. He is about 5'10" in height.

History: Brethildur's history is far too long and complex for it to be stated in such a short space (or for me to make up). He was born in the middle of the Second Age, which makes him pretty darn old. He hasn't had many lovers, being the Crown Prince and being strictly watched by his old dad. His studies of weapons have been interspersed with studies of history, astronomy, and poetry, as well as learning diplomacy and foreign relations with Thranduil. He fought, as stated above, in the battle of the Last Alliance against Sauron. He cares deeply for his little brother(s?), though (t)he(y) has/have been known to get mightily on his nerves with mischievous pranks. He hasn't had the most interesting of lives, seeing as Thranduil refuses to die, but he's content with being second banana for now.