(ooc: This will be a collaboration between myself and other members of Calarind. Though, if you too would like to rp with me on our forums I'm sure you can join in ;) http://www.calarind.com/forum)
The sun shines brightly and not a cloud can be seen within the skies. Such a fine and warm day should seek to entice the elves of Duillond to take leave of their daily duties and make merry within the fields, dancing, singing and some even bathing within the river nearby.
A lone figure stands a little apart form the merry elves, she seems solitary and perhaps solemn in stature. Some would know the elf to be Nenloth and others by different names.
Her skin is pale, almost as though moonlight. Her hair is dark, raven black and tied back into a long braid. Small spring flowers have been weaved around those night black locks of glossy hair. To some not familiar with the sight of elves, she would be as though a vision of beauty and perfection.
Nearby many elves now begin to sing in chorus, a song of love and merriment. Nenloth sighs and then leans over the railings, staring into the waters of the river Lhûn, which is made more beautiful by the flowers that now bloom along the river bank.
Birds sing in merriment, frogs leap among the rocks nearby and small fish swim leisurely passed, making their way up and into the valley.
