Silariaa
Silariaa
| Name | Silariaa |
|---|---|
| Status | Active |
| Occupation | fletcher, former champion of Maedhros |
| Age | old |
| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Race | Elf |
| Residence | randir |
| Kinship |
Outward Appearance
((after Alice Hoffman:))
She was a Telerin elf, with ropes of white hair, long-limbed and fair. In her youth, Silaria was covered with burns. Every bit of her face and body was covered by red scars, swirling and circling, that could make you dizzy if you stared for too long.
There were burns down her back and arms, too. Anyone could see sorrow all over her.
Silaria kept her white hair braided with gold like the Noldor's and she wore the light shoes they all wore, tied up high with leather strips and eagle feathers. But she wasn't like them. If you looked into her dark eyes you could see what had happened to her. It was like looking into the Void.
Now she is old, Silaria isn't the same; her hair has turned red, as if dyed with blood, and her burns are fading.
Background
...Maedhros alone stood aside, while Feanor caused fire to be set to the white ships of the Teleri.
There, in shadow of the Prince, was an elf maiden.
When Maedhros knelt to drink from the firth, the Teler hurried before him and drew the water for the Prince. She got down on her hands and knees. The Noldor heard their lord say, "You don't have to do that."
Her name was Silaria - it sounded like a shining wreath when Maedhros said it.
Maedhros didn't turn from the Teler's sorrow. She mistook his pity for love. Silaria took Maedhros's hands. There was blood and dirt caked on the Prince's hands, but Silaria kissed them both, at the wrist, in the place where he would be cut.
She was jealous to see that he could love Fingon.
Silaria slept in a crumpled heap by the side of the Prince's tent from that first night.
The next morning, Maedhros decided to hate Silaria. Meanness rose inside of him.
"Don't look at me," Maedhros told Silaria.
She did not truly understand their language. She stared at him and wouldn't stop.
| Friends | Noldor |
|---|---|
| Relatives | Teleri |
| Rivals/Enemies | Fingon, anyone that kept a Silmaril from the Sons of Feanor |
| Loves | Maedhros still |
|---|---|
| Hates | fire |
| Motivation | none now... |
| Quotes | Stay away from me and my ship. |
Silariaa's Adventures
| The whisper of Maedhros's return went before him. | 1 year 9 months ago |
| She spoke of things while she slept... | 2 years 5 months ago |
| However mean Maedhros might have been... | 2 years 6 months ago |
| The Noldor had been taught not to get too close to the Prince... | 2 years 7 months ago |
