Little is known on this elf's past, He often adds remarks from his mother and father but nothing else. All we know is he was born in the shades of Mirkwood and raised there. 

 Little Galdorion was famed and ridiculed by his clumsiness in his homeland, rumor it is that his friends are terrified to see him with bow and arrow and considered him a greater threat to their lives than the master of Dol Guldur. Fortunately no one died due his mistakes but he was soon taken from the scout regiment to the civilian life. In the realm of Thranduil, he became a sculptor soon.

 In the art however he has shown some talent. This elf had a taste in art but soon he found the ordinary material was too boring to work with. Marble was ever a rare commodity in the forest and he didn't like working with wood either. Then he tried strange substances to amaze his old friends, Like straw, and clay. Unsurprisingly no one today remembers Galdorion's art today in Mirkwood. And seldom any pieces of his handiwork survived more than 2 days. Since they were covered with tar and made of straw, a spark was enough to destroy his "art", next to the house it was displayed. After a series of incidents, Galdorion had to find another trade to live with.

 Then he noticed that he has great skill in the hair tending. Working several years under master Carmolas the barber, he loved that art. Exercised that many years to come.

 Sadly one day, after beading the scout commanders hair very femininely and even attaching some jades to show him gorgeous, he was fallen from the favour and was sent to Imladris by a special order. He welcomed this decision and seen it as a chance to master his grasp in the art of hairdressing.

 There the problems began, because he had felt an urge to prove himself to this new environment, and unsurprisingly he has chosen the wrongest approach and address to do that. The house of Vanimar! it was an ancient house of Noldor and still housing a number of terrible Noldor warlords. The hunter captain Earinlin reluctantly accepted him to the ranks of the Order of Arrow, but he is yet to be given a chance to swear an oath. Sadly, Noldor didn't like this strange elf one bit, thanks to his strange behaviour, clumsiness and cowardly attitude.

 And there in Imladris, he met with Rainith whom would be crucial for his life ever afterwards. He soon fell in love with her. This incident, greatly changed his attitude and forced him to give even mature decisions sometimes. 

 Galdorion's fate would soon to be changed. He one day learned that his sweetheart Rainith, took the way into the moria and news about her stopped reaching to Imladris, he was gone to the mountains to search her. Unfortunately, taking a wrong junction he found himself lured and captured in the Goblin-Town tunnels instead of Moria. Thanks to the prowess of a Noldor Archer, and Courier of the house Lossehelin, escaped in time and raised alert in Rivendell. Vanimar elves assembled to raid the tunnels and saved him.

 Afterwards he was denied to go outside the valley until furter orders, but he could not stay idle whilst his love was at the hands of unknown creatures. With a cunning plan by Isoldis (and a rebel faction in Vanimar), he one day dressed as a lady, introduced himself as Galdoriel and fled from Rivendell fooling the gate sentinels. What he has done afterwards is a mystery to all, and caused considerable trouble to his friends. Isoldis first.