Dulanain Ninha

Full Name: Dulanain Leanta Edwar Ninha

Race : Halfling Residence: Shire, Watcher camp Age : 79 Class : Ranger Faith : power of Nature, Follower of Eshaine. Cabal : Stalker of Watcher Duties : Leader of Watcher and Sacred Oak Quote : Alone of all the Gods, Death takes no gifts.

In my younger days I spent most of my time in the Hoan dor, exploring its vast expanses. Of course as a child I played with the animals, acting as though I could speak with them, and they understood me. This was but a game at the time that I played to pass the long days. With age came skill, and my knowledge of the forest grew along with it. When the time came for me to dedicate myself to a given hall, the guild of the ranger was the only choice. The early days were always the best, everything was new and exciting. The sounds, sights, smells, and even the pain inflicted from both the stresses of training and my enemy made my blood run hot with passion. I knew that my skills could only go so far without becoming an apprentice to a master, so I sought out the Sacred Oak's halls. I began studying under the eyes of their members, quickly gaining their respect. When I reached the pinnacle of my training I met my greatest friend and ally, Bickles Bigglesworth. Long were the days when we alone ruled the Watchers camp, lonely, but prosperous. Soon we were joined by Mlar, only to have Bickles leave. Mlar was then promoted to the position of Elder, with me not being to far behind. This is where I stayed for a long time, looking after the young ones in the clan and carrying on with the camps supply routes. After I brought the camp to order once again and proved my leadership, I was granted the official title. I now amass my armies to take back what is rightfully hers. Gaia uses me as a way to do her will, and I shall.

Dated: Seconday the 2nd of Balance 634 PC.