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Forelire

Forelire ''Iavasmeril''

Name Forelire
Status
Active
Occupation
None.
Age
Hard to say.
Race
Elf
Residence
Brandywood and Rivendell
Kinship
None
Outward Appearance

Not specially tall or fair, Forelire is one that’s easily overseen in any crowd.
  A deep hood often covers her face in shadows whenever she walk between the kin of man, but nothing is ever done to try hide her tight leather clothing or weapons, both her bow and the blades she always keep by hand seems to have been crafted long time ago by elfhands, the only item, that seems to be out of place with everything else she carries, is a bone dagger decorated nicely with fur around an antler hilt, this one remains unknown of origin.
  Slender and agile she is, always aware of everything around her without exceptions, yet its easy to say for her friends, that she's not aware of her own wild beauty, that usually stays hidden to the moments, where she once again walks between the trees of her home, Brandywood.
  A long chestnut brown braid is carefully kept in place by a strong wooden hair clips, below her often used hood, in the deep shadows of it, her eyes seems to almost glow, green as the newly sprouted leaves and seems to see everything that goes on around her.

Background

Born in first years of the Second age, Forelire grew up in the deep of the newly formed forest kingdom; Greenwood. 
  With her mother and father, she lived hidden between the great trees, often spending more time with the animals, than with other elves, that she even did her best to avoid. 
  In these first many years of her life, she felt nothing else than happy as her father trained her with love and patience in the many traits of the hunter, but when she did get older, her mother made a decition that would change Forelire life, it was time for Forelire to find her place between the elves and become a protector as her mother, so she could forever protect her home.

Forelire couldnt have cared lesser about her mothers wish, the training went well, but never did she fit in, always she ran of back into her forest when the day was over, never did she felt for speaking to any elf and with time, she became a shadow to most people in Greenwood.

One exception was her teacher; Kelendril, an elf from Rivendell that just as her wasnt accepted by the elves in Greenwood.
  Curious as he was, he followed Forelire into the undiscovered parts of the forest, often he did get lost in there, just to find Forelire ready to show him the way back again.
  After some time they started to talk, became friends, and even more than that.

But her proud mother didnt liked it and one night, Forelire left the Greenwood to follow Kelendril back to Rivendell, yet all she found was hes dead body and by dawn she found herself captured by the same brigadens, who had killed her beloved Kelendril.

Time passed and she managed finally to get her freedom back, even with revenge as bonus, but the brigands dead didnt replaced the empty hole inside her and she ran off to distance lands, not able to return to Greenwood and what she had left there, she became one with the wild, refused to speak or even consider contact with other people.

Forelire has since that time always been struggling with controlling herself and specially her temper, but keeps the fight hidden behind a cold facade of 'Why should i care?', only during her time spend with the animals of Brandywood, her fight truly stops for some peacefull moments and shows who that hides below the hard surface, because these creatures of Yavanna has with time become her family and with that; her duty to protect the forest and everything in it, until the day shes no more, and warned be the ones that kills one of her family in greed rather than in need.

But time changes and people too, now she trying to find her place in the world with help from her friends, a hard task, she will complete if possible, in her own way.

Friends
Relatives
none known.
Rivals/Enemies
Any person that hurts animals without need, evil creatures.
Loves
Animals, Brandywood, Nature, Challenges, Woodcarving
Hates
Mankin, Trophy-hunters, Arrogant people
Motivation
Protecting Brandywood and the forests she comes by, including these who cares about the nature.
Quotes
If you see the arrow, you are already dead

Forelire's Adventures

Galodin's song for "The Mistress of the wood" 11 years 4 months ago
(chapter 5) The mirrors truth 12 years 8 months ago
No way back (Chapter 4) 12 years 8 months ago
The ugly truth (Chapter 3) 12 years 8 months ago
The return to Mirkwood (Chapter 2) 12 years 8 months ago
Forelire's Adventures

Forelire's Gallery

Forelire's Gallery