Daughter of Saruman encore

[Banshee]

Saruman took over the Shire and he was defeated. But while he was there, he had a child with a hobbit woman. Upon Saruman's defeat, this hobbit woman was exiled from the Shire, removed to an obscure locale. Now her daughter, Morduniel wants revenge. She returns to the Shire, trying to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers.
This is a one-time-only thing, so I will post my character here
Name: Morduniel
Sex: Female
Race: half hobbit, half man/maia
Appearance: dark hair above her shoulders (slightly wavy), pale skin, eyes almost black, tall (from her father), hairy feet (from her mother
Attire: black cloak, white dress/robe (made by her mother in honor of her father), sandal shoes (her feet are not as tough as a hobbit's), mithril chain with a dark jewel as the centerpiece (given to her by her father)
Biography: As a child, around the age of five, Morduniel had to leave the Shire with her mother. They were exiled West of the Shire in an obscure location. She lived in this seclusion with her mother for sixteen years. She wants revenge for her father's death and the way she was treated after he was destroyed.
Et cetera: She has many attributes of Saruman, including his bewitching voice (though hers is feminine), and certain powers he possessed in life. She seems to be almost innately evil.

Morduniel knew the Shire as soon as she stepped upon its grass. Her guess was correct when she glanced at the first hobbits. She snuck in through the dark forest which the hobbits feared. She smiled at her cunning; she was not afraid.

Indeed, how could Morduniel be afraid? She had just lost her mother and had nothing else to do but to avenge her father, for there was no other reason to live in her isolated abode. Sixteen years, she thought, sixteen years. She would have her revenge. She could almost see her father smile down on her.

All races welcome. Someone has to stop her (or help her)!
Oh, and any questions, please PM me as I do not have enough posts for an OOC. I would prefer this thread for IC and RP only. Thanks!:) But you may put your character here without a pm!

[Aulë]

Just a question here- shouldn't you be half hobbit, half maia?

[Banshee]

Alone, Morduniel continued her walk through the fields of this Shire. She reflected on the last thing her Father said to her: "This will be yours. If ever I leave, this will be yours." She knew it only through her mother, as she was too young at the time. Oh, but it would be hers.

Her pace slowed to a stop, as she heard a slight rustle. Standing before her were two male hobbits, probably in their tweens. She was taken aback, for she did not intend for this encounter to happen. They stared at her, seemingly as bewildered as she.

"Hullo!" cried one of them. He had a fairer complexion than the other and his hair was the color of sand. She tried to gather her wits.

[Ruveriel]

name- Liv the Warrior Princess
race- elf
sex- female
attire- a green elf cloak that was given to her by her father before he was slain by Saruman's orcs, has white hair,brown boots, and she has a Stallion named Gallalie
life story- since her fathers death she has been hunting orcs and wants revenge!!! she doesn't have any family. or so she thinks. she has just found out that her mother is Lady Galadriel. she is friends with two hobbits in the Shire. Pippin and Rillflag. but she is very caring.

[Banshee]

"D'ya need help around the Shire?" the sandy-haired one asked. "'Cause we know all the best places. C'mon!" Both hobbits grabbed and arm and pulled her across the field.

These are my kinsmen , thought she. So trusting. Perhaps they could be useful. . .

"So, what do you call yourself, Lady? My name's Halfast Hairytoe, and this here is Fandy Willowbottom." The other smiled at the mention of his name.

"Well, my mum named me Lilly," she lied. "I've never been to the Shire, though some of my kin are from here."

"Ah! I knew it! By the looks of your feet. But you are tall! Isn't she Fandy?" The quiet Fandy nodded in agreement. "Was your father a Man?"

"Um, yes. And one of the noblest you've ever seen. You might have heard of him. A long time ago, he did some great things in the Shire, but no one really agreed with his way of fixing things."

"Ya heard of 'em, Fandy? Nah. Never heard of 'em. Oh well. Look! There's the Green Dragon. We'll help you get settled, Lilly." Halfast grinned widely as they made their way to the Inn. Things were taking a turn for the worse. . . or maybe the better. . .