[piosenniel]

Alaklondewen’s Character:

NAME Habeth

AGE 56

RACE Men (Black Numenorean)

GENDER Female

WEAPONS None

APPEARANCE: Habeth stands 5’10. Her dark brown hair hangs down her back with silver strands filling in around her ears. She wears two small braids on either side, while the rest of her hair hangs straight to the small of her back. Her eyes are brown and perfectly round. She has crow’s feet and a few small lines around her mouth that are deepened when she smiles. She wears simple black dresses that she has made with her own hands.

PERSONALITY/STRENGTHS/WEAKNESSES: Habeth is a simple woman, and therefore relatively happy. Her love for Queen Beruthiel runs deep, and she would give her life for the Queen. She would do anything for Beruthiel, and when the Queen is harsh to her, she believes it is because of the Queen’s hard life and current stresses. Forgiveness is an important part of her nature.

HISTORY Habeth’s mother, Cameth, cared for Queen Beruthiel as a child and came with her to Gondor when she was married to Tarannon. Beruthiel became a role model to Habeth, and when Cameth passed away in TA 810, Habeth took her place as Beruthiel’s aid. At 16 years old, it had been tough to fill her mother’s shoes, but she took pride in the position because of her love of Beruthiel. She has cared for the Queen for forty years. She listens to Beruthiel when she needs to vent her feelings, and she takes good care of the Queen’s Cats.

FIRST POST

In the cats’ room, Habeth was busy scrubbing the floor. The light that came in the window across from her glistened in the fresh soap she applied to the hard, cold floor. She dropped the large brush back into the pail at her side and looked at her hands. They looked older than she remembered, and were calloused from her work. Her nails were short and dirty.

After drying her hands on her white apron, she reached up and took a hold of the shelf above her, using it to pull herself up. She paused and stretched her aching joints, and wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her right hand. She picked up the pail and put it on the shelf. The water could be used again if she needed it.

Three clean bowls were picked off the shelf, and Habeth carried them as she exited the room. She stepped into the hallway and turned to the right, where a side door that lead outside and to the well was located. The door was already open, and as the fresh air hit her, she smiled and breathed deeply. After walking down a short path, she came to the well, and filled each of the three bowls with fresh, clean water. She balanced two full bowls on her left arm and held the third in her right hand. It might have been an awkward task for many, but she had done this enough to be comfortable with it. She walked quickly back to the cats’ room and hurriedly placed the bowls just inside the door on the left side. Now the cats’ could have a nice drink when they returned from their errands.

It was almost time for Habeth’s duties for the queen, and being late was not an option with Queen Beruthiel. She made her way to the servants’ quarters and washed her hands and face. Beruthiel insisted on her aids having immaculate appearances. Habeth took off her dirty apron and placed it on the pile for the wash. Quickly, she left the quarters and headed for the queen’s chambers. When she reached the queen’s door, she smoothed her hair and her simple black dress before opening the door. She slipped through to her usual position just inside the doors of Queen Beruthiel’s chambers.