Personality:

Ever optimistic, despite all troubles. Kind-hearted and helpful. Gentle, yet guarded and defensive of his family. Slow to violence, but quick to end a threat. Constantly worried about his son.

Memory:

The forest was all he had ever known, ever since he was a child; The trees, the King's domain, and his father the bowyer always working on his craft. It was no surprise then that Rivondir did not venture away from the path, but followed in his father's footsteps. He became a highly skilled craftsman himself and prided himself on his work; He felt important when he armed the guards that kept the forest safe.

He saw a brief glimpse of paradise when after some years he married and began a family of his own, but it was short-lived. His guardsman wife of only a few years was slain, and his young daughter taken shortly after. The forest had become dark; oppressive, full of grief and memory he longed to leave behind.

So for the first time in his life, he ventured away into the unknown.

The Recent Past:

He figured Imladris would be a good place to rest on his journey west. He had an inkling of where he might be headed, despite his insistence that he had no particular destination in mind. All plans were uprooted however, when he became lost in the Trollshaws on his way to Rivendell and found himself face-to-face with an angry troll. Caught off guard, he would have surely been killed had not Aethrendis of Rohan been nearby. She was the most battle-hardy woman he had ever seen; Tall as himself but strong with a sword and shield. He was mystified as he watched her drive her blade into their foe. With the help of a few of his arrows, the troll was defeated, and the two continued to Imladris together.

It was a strange friendship, and though he was unfamiliar with the ways of this strange Woman, he grew rather fond of Aeth. The two adventured together for many years, becoming fast friends and allies. Over such a long time and through many life-and-death trials, Rivondir was both surprised and troubled to realize that he'd begun to care for Aeth beyond the strong bonds of friendship. His wife had been long-dead now, their marraige shorter than even the time he had been travelling with Aeth; he no longer felt his soul bound to her memory, and it both elated and frightened him.

Even if he were to have a second chance, how could it be with a mortal? There was no happiness to be found there, in something that would only end in despair. He hid his feelings away until one day, when Aethrendis lay on the verge of death after an attack near Rohan, she confessed her true heritage to him. She was half-elven, but had never felt as one of the Eldar. With no home with either elves or men, she had been stranded alone somewhere in the middle. Rivondir took care of her and promised her that she would be alright, and that she would not have to be alone any longer.

The Present:

Rivondir and Aethrendis are married, and have a son, Fastfara (named for Aeth's Rohir father). Fastfara is nearly full grown and looking to strike out on his own, much to his parents' dismay. The small family spends much time in Imladris, where they had been welcomed to stay long ago when Fastfara was small and they had trouble living in the wilds. They do not live in the Homely House any more, but live near the valley in a home of their making. Occasionally Riv and Aeth will get a taste for adventure and venture away from Imladris, to aid the world with bow and blade.